She's a secretary in the daytime A man and Venus on the 8th floor
She's a secretary in the daytime A bright young thing with a promising career
She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities
She's a secretary in the daytime A model beauty and the typewriter
She's a secretary in the daytime A smile for boss and she's doing fine
She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities
She's a secretary in the daytime She's a secretary in the daytime
She's a secretary in the daytime A model beauty and the typewriter
She's a secretary in the daytime A model beauty and the typewriter
Oh
She makes herself a drink and she climbs into bed
The sheets are clean and cool It's so nice to rest her aching head
She thinks back on the working day Her boss, the silly things he said
She smiles, she shuts her eyes And she's dreaming of Terry, a mechanic
Sometimes working 8 till 10 It's so rare she ever sees him
And she wants so much to see him again He bought her a ring and the flowers
On her bedside table And she knows that she loves him
But does he love her? She kisses the photo on the wall beside her bed
And tries to hold back a silly tear She's a working girl now
And mummy lives so far away So she bites her lip
She knows that Terry will be calling soon one day
I look at the clock and I'm feeling the rhythm of love
It's going through me
I look at the light and it sends a lonely shiver down my spine
It gets right to me
Thinking of you in someone else's arms I'm thinking of you in someone else's eyes
You're everything I like and everything I despise
Why don't you leave me?
Running my fingers through your hair Running your fingers down the back of my neck
Playing your games with your innocent eyes I try hard to smile through all of your lies
But it starts to hurt me
But it starts to hurt me
It's like a page from true love stories It's like a page from true love stories
It's like a page from true love stories
A page from true love stories
She's a secretary in the daytime A modern Venus at the typewriter
She's a secretary in the daytime A bright young thing with a promising career
She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities She's got the abilities, she's got the facilities
It's like a page from true love stories It's like a page from true love stories
It's like a page from true love stories
It's like a page from true love stories
It's like a page from true love stories
It's like a dream
It's like a dream
From true love stories
It's like a dream
Like a dream
Like a life
It's like a dream
Like a dream
Like a dream
Dream
Dream
Dream
Dream
Dream
Shhhhh
Good night