Vacuum & Broom

(Thierry Magnière)

I clean my room
A quick vacuum and broom.
I clean my room
And I feel no gloom.

I remember when dust
Was the only thing I trust.
An endless way was a must.

I still see you stormin’ out jealous.
The shambles you left furious
Were a little too obvious.

And now, I clean that room
A quick vacuum and broom.
I clean that room
And I feel no gloom.
‘Cause I know before I meet my doom
A lot of flowers & girls will bloom
On my way outside this room.

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