Secretary
The one who doesn't speak
Always attentive, saying nothing

I signed away my twenties to you
I helped you climb the steps
And between drink and drink, I became necessary
And when I refused to be kind, you ignored me
And I was only your secretary

We shared together
Your failures and your triumphs
And I even think I wove your gray hairs
But at seven o'clock sharp
You went with your own, I went home

I was also the matchmaker
Of your clandestine dates
And I learned to stay very quiet
Then a mischievous wink
A courtesy caress
And a gentle "see you tomorrow"

I was the one who chose
The flowers that every day
You sent to your young lovers
I was the one who signed the cards for you
Even in that, a secretary

I was also the matchmaker
Of your clandestine dates
And I learned to stay very quiet
Then a mischievous wink
A courtesy caress
And a gentle "see you tomorrow"

Secretary, secretary
The one who listens, writes, and stays silent
The one who made an office your home
Almost a wife, a good soldier, and a nurse
And a little bit in love

Almost a wife, a good soldier, and a nurse
And a little bit in love

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