Penelope Lyrics

Every day

Penelope works in the market
Down in the coconut trees
She's saving up all her money
To go to America across the sea

She once had an uncle
He lived in Detroit town
They got all his postcards
But his body has never been found

To this day
To this day
To this day
To this day

She got a job as a domestic
Workin' for the minimum wage
To all her friends back home in Jamaica
They say 'You really got it made in the shade'

But they don't see her sweat and grime
And her bendin' on her knees
She wishes she was back in Jamaica
Beneath the coconut trees

Every day
Every day
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Every day

Every day
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Every day

Penelope is back in the market
She found what it was all about
And oh no she doesn't regret it
She's just glad she got out

But others aren't so lucky
They're there until the day they die
Trapped in the steel and the concrete
No beach, no moon, no sky

Every day
Every day
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