Mrs. Mills

Mrs. Mills waits in the dark for the red light to go on

And the curtains will be drawn so none could see

All the townsfolk, they don't know what the men do down below

In the shadows of a disco neon glow

In the spotlight, she lifts her wings high

And sings like nobody before

Holds her own as their hands, they roam

O’er the ivory that is her flesh and bone

Oh, and every suitor gets their own song

To none of them she ever will belong

'Cause no one takes a Mrs. Mills home

Mrs. Mills waits down the stairs, crimson carpеt leads you there

Lеaving broken hearts, a trail of those who dared

Mr. Wonder, then Sir John, Miss Madonna played by Paul

Even royalty, they have to leave by dawn

As they play her, a sound like a prayer

She sings like nobody before

Oh, holds her own as the sound unfolds

O'er ivories, are hers and hers alone

Still, every suitor gets their own song

To none of them she will ever belong

’Cause no one takes a Mrs. Mills home

And no ones born to feel like they are owned

Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills

Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills

Mrs. Mills, if I could find ya, I would never do you wrong

Mrs. Mills, could I oblige ya, would ya play me just one song?

Mrs. Mills, I am confiding, I have loved you all along

Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills

Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills

Oh, Mrs. Mills, Mrs. Mills