"All Tomorrow's Parties" as written by and Lou Reed....
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties

And where will she go and what she gonna do
When midnight comes around
She turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Linens and silks of last night's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties

And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties

For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shroud a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties


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"All Tomorrow's Parties" as written by Lou Reed

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