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Originally posted by Jewfro
Where do you find these unknown lesbian songs?
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Which part of this is about a lesbian?
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The morning sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town
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You've heard of suburban ennui and disatisfaction, right? Not specific to lesbians.
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And she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange
And the room went spinning round
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While she's under the covers she doesn't have to face her life yet. But when she does, it's a garish orange, spinning and disorienting. Unrelated to lesbianism.
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At the age of thirty seven
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair
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37, old enough to realize she’s wasted many years but young enough to still have to face many empty decades. Lesbian how?
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So she let the phone keep ringing
And she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her Daddy's easy chair
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The phone is the present, which she doesn't want to face. So she escapes to the comforting rhymes of her childhood. Not because she's a lesbian.
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Her husband, he's off to work
And the kids are off to school
And there were oh so many ways
For her to spend her days
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Clearly not a lesbian.
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She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street
Screaming all the way
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She's not thinking of fixing the carburator, is she? Also, the last 2 lines tell us she's starting to lose it (not because she wants *****).
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At the age of thirty seven
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair
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See above.
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So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her Daddy's easy chair
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See above.
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The evening sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the rooftop where she climbed
When all the laughter grew too loud
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Here she's clearly lost it. There are no voices. It's the silence of her life that's driven her mad. She climbs to the roof (there is no woman waiting for her there) and jumps.
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And she bowed and curtsied to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
At the age of thirty seven
She knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair
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Here she's dead. Dead and straight.
Did he go wearing the Applause face-paint or the Birthday video face-paint?
