Friday Night Dress(Album Version) - Rooms: a rock romance

Don't you look so pretty
In your Friday night dress
Your fingernails all bitten
And your hair a perfect mess
Mommy lights the candles
Daddy says prayers over wine
Bread upon the table
Salt the bread drink the wine
House full of laughter
So very different than mine
Daddy on the unemployment line
A late drunken mess
Don't you look so
Pretty in your Friday night dress
The whole of you the soul of you
The sparkle of success
People are lucky people are blind
People can't see what's in front of their eyes
Like my house
Can I move in here
Sure but I won't be here long
Where ya going
Anywhere but here
Here's as good as anywhere
See you on Sunday
Temple Emanuel at three
Come a little early
I'm never early for anything
Thanks for dinner I liked the chopped liver
And the kosher wine was surprisingly fine
Right
Night
Didn't you look so pretty in your Friday night dress
The dream of you will send me off
To sleep tonight a perfect mess
Didn't you look so pretty
Didn't you look so pretty
In your Friday night dress