Angeline Is Always Friday (Stereo) (1999 Digital Remaster)

 Clatter the milkman at my doorstep
Hustle my neighbour at her tea
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me

Angeline is always Friday angeline is spring forever
Winter angeline could never be
Mister wilson old and smiling lifts his cap as she is passing
Bowing her politely on to me
The week has gone its lonely way
I've waited for my only day
Away from shadows
In her sunlight I can tell her I love you angeline
Angeline is always Friday suitcase on the rack above
She hasn't even read her magazine
Angeline is counting stations till the one where I am standing
Waiting for my only angeline
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
The week has gone its lonely way
I've waited for my only day
Away from shadows
In her sunlight I can tell her I love you angeline
Clatter the milkman at my doorstep
Hustle my neighbour at her tea
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me