You're never counting the days or nights by the minute
When every day is a holiday
Put on your Sunday best and your high-heeled boots
Come on by, the door's always open
You can smoke in any room
Oh, the ever rejoicing to do
But is it a bad idea?
Keep your loving light and the door in sight
Is it a bad idea to do?
But what if I turn 49
With no husband of mine?
Well, I guess there's just a glitch in my design
When you're tattered and worn and rested and reborn
Well, every day is your birthday
Put on your houndstooth hat and your party suit
Clothes on the floor and drawers always open
Music plays in every room
Oh, the ever rejoicing to do
But is it a bad idea?
Coming to life with the crescent moon
Is it a bad idea to do?
Is it a bad idea?
Sleeping all day through the afternoon
Is it a bad idea to do?
But what if I turn 59
With no child of mine?
Well, I guess there's just a glitch in my design
But is it a bad idea?
But is it a bad idea?
Oh, what's a girl to do?