You saw her on the 4:15 On a dowtown tuesday You wonder where she's heading to Cause it's a little bit early Her eyes reflect that she's on top Of a whirlwind business blitz But as a matter of fact there's all too much of that
You saw her leaving by the back On a frigid Sunday You barely noticed as she passed Because you always hurry Now speeding off you retrace the steps On an endless procession But as a matter of fact there's all too much of that
You caught her on the 4:15 It's a payday Friday You've gathered where she's heading to Cause it's a little bit early Again you wait to make your move To a conversation's birth But as a matter of fact there's all too much of that