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Donald Fagen

Tomorrow's Girls

 

Tomorrow's Girls

(album: Kamakiriad - 1993)


Our town is just like any other
Good citizens at work and play
Normal folks doing business in the normal way
This morning was like any other
Mommies kissing daddies goodbye
Then the milkman screamed
And pointed up at the sky

From Sheilus to the reefs of Kizmar
From Stargate and the outer worlds
They're speeding towards our sun
On a party run
Here come tomorrow's girls
Tomorrow's girls

You see them on the grass at lunch hour
Soaking up the vertical rays
In their summer dresses
A little smile can really make your day
Their kisses feel like real kisses
And when they cry, they cry real tears
But what's left in your arms
When the static clears

They're landing on the Jersey beaches
Their engines make the white sand swirl
The heat is so intense
Earth men have no defense
Against tomorrow's girls
Tomorrow's girls

In the cool of the evening
In the last light of the triple sun
I wait by the go-tree
When the day's busywork is done
Soon the warm night breezes
Start to rolling in off the sea
Yes, at lantern time
That's when you come to me
Come to me

Our home is just like any other
We're grilling burgers on the back lawn
Some time goes by
We fall asleep with the TV on
I dream about a laughing angel
Then the laugh becomes a furious whine
Look out, fellas
It's shredding time

They're mixing with the population
A virus wearing pumps and pearls
Lord help the lonely guys
Hooked by those hungry eyes
Here come tomorrow's girls

From Sheilus to the reefs of Kizmar
From Stargate and the outer worlds
They're speeding towards our sun
On a party run
Here come tomorrow's girls
Tomorrow's girls
Tomorrow's girls

You're not my Ruthie
You're not my Debbie
You're not my Sherry
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my Nancy
You're not my Barbie
You're not my Betty
You're one of tomorrow's girls

Not my Julie
Not my Chloe
Not my Judy
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my Rona
You're not my Mona
Not my Sarah
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my Lucy
You're not my Linda
You're not my Lisa
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my Joni
Not my Judy
Not my Rosie
You're one of tomorrow's girls

Not my Dottie
Not my Lottie
Not my Lina
You're one of tomorrow's girls

Not my Cindy
Not my Mindy
Not my Sally
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my sister
You're not my mother
Significant other
You're one of tomorrow's girls

Not my Ellie
Not my Emmy
Not my Susie
You're one of tomorrow's girls

Not my Annie
Not my Lani
Not my Carrie
You're one of tomorrow's girls

You're not my Brenda
You're not my Wanda
You're not my Sonya

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