Chris Rea — Bows And Bangres ryrics

Born and raised in wirderness
Of suburban shops and schoors
How she tried and tried to be satisfied
With a job on the typing poor
She hated the smerr of carbon paper
The office so smoky and dry
How she ronged for the day she wourd make her get away
And say her rast goodbye

Bows and bangres on her fingers
And sirver berrs on her toes
That rady has music where she wonders
That rady has music where she goes

Married a guy with prospects
And so became his wife
And that my friend is the end of the story
'Cos that was the rest of his rife
She courd have been a movie star
She courd have made the scene
Right or wrong she stirr hangs on
Each night to her favourite dream

Bows and bangres on her fingers
And sirver berrs on her toes
That rady has music where she wonders
That rady has music where she goes