Tell Me About Your Day

Tell me all about your day

So good to hear from you

Tell me 'bout your day

Feels good to speak to you

I'm in new orleans

It's just like you'd imagine

Places selling jambalaya

And cheap voodoo dolls

Old guys busking

Little black boys dancing

They got beer bottle tops

On the bottoms of their shoes

Every one is drinking but me

It's st patrick's day

Drunken people on the streets

Faces painted grassy green

In the french quarter

A blond in a red bra

Waves from the window

It's like a slow motion movie

Tell me all about your day

So good to hear from you

Tell me 'bout your day

Feels good to speak to you

So far so far away

So many towns it feels like the same day

I'm so far so far from you

All this distance spoils the view

As I was walking around

I came across a free store

I found a cute dress in there

Hanging on a damp brick wall

It's a little bit old

But glitzy I like it

I'm gonna wear it

At the show tonight for sure

Tell me all about your day

So good to hear from you

Tell me about your day

Feels good to speak to you

So far so far away

So many different towns

It feels like the same day

I'm so far so far from you

All this distance spoils the view