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Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
At 7:32 a.m. tears out her hair
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
Never knows what she wants
She has too many sweaters , shirts and breeches
Socks, shoes and frocks
Coats, halter tops, tank tops
Dresses and suits
Scarves , swimsuits, leggings
Elizabeth is in despair
She feels her legs giving way
At 8:07 a.m., she lies down on the ground
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
Arms crossed, looking up
She has just heard the weather forecast
Which tells her neither cold nor hot
Today it will be mixed
Definitely she is not helped
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
At 8:25, pulls herself together
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
Decides to dress in gray
But she has too many gray sweaters, shirts and pants
Socks, shoes and gray frocks
Backless coats, tank tops
Grey dresses and suits
Scarves, swimsuits, gray leggingsÂ
Elizabeth crisisÂ
Elizabeth in front of her guard -dress
At 8:43 a.m. has the choice
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
Between pants and a polka dot skirt
She prefers the skirt but if she takes cold
With a vest, well! Why not?
It's only at 9:23 a.m.
She's ready, she put on stockings
Elizabeth in front of the dresser mirror
At 9:32 a.m. can't believe it her eyes
Elizabeth in front of the dresser mirror
Sees a stain on her blue cardigan
She takes off her cardigan, her skirt and her stockings
With something else It wouldn't go
She puts on the gray pants that were waiting for her there
More than the top, after that I promise, she's going
But she has too many sweaters, shirts and V-necks
Large sleeves, straps and turtlenecks
Bodysuits, halter tops, tank tops
Shawls and suits
Capes, jackets, anoraks...
Elizabeth breaks down... dress
Can't find her green blouse anymore
She's sure it's clean, she washed it yesterday
A gift from her mother-in-law
And she searches, searches, and then, presto!
She finds it in a ball under a pile of things
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
At 10 a.m. is ironing
Elizabeth in front of her wardrobe
Her pretty blouse
The radio on she hears
The 10 o'clock news announced
There Elizabeth is really
Late, her because she missed it
She drops her iron, her blouse
She grabs it with her eyes closed
A tracksuit, sneakers, an apron
And leaves from her home all frumpy.
(Thanks to shosh, Menthallo for these words)

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