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MEMORIES W/O PASSION

Track the obscure obsession until it becomes a bore
Your dimples have never let you down before
A fast cure for the depression
That never occurs
It’s never yours
It’s always hers
And it’s only words
And they never dared to hurt you before

Who’s never had a bad day in her life?
Well, baby, you’ve never had a bad day in your life!
All you’ve got is the next fashion
And memories without the passion
Memories that die without emotion

Splitting your time into fractions to allow yourself some bliss
Well, you’re agitated, irritated, kind-of-but-not-really pissed
There are limits to your satisfaction
It’s easily had
For good or bad
For better or worse
It ignores all hurts
And closes your eyes for whoever you kiss

Who’s never had a bad day in her life?
Well, baby, you’ve never had a bad day in your life!
All you’ve got is lovers in fashion
And memories without the passion
Memories that die without emotion

You’re the Queen, you’re the gleam in your grandfather’s eye
As your father beats his wife
To keep her straight and true
To provide a nice home for you
Yeah, you, you, you who doesn’t even care
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Which stranger stains your underwear

© 1983 Robert M. Shaffer and Stephen D. MacPherson