Helen Reddy
Fifty Percent

I don't iron his shirts
I don't sew on his buttons
I don't know all the jokes he tells or the songs he hums
Though I may hold him all through the night
He may not be here when the morning comes

I don't pick out his ties
Or expect his tomorrows
But I feel when he's in my arms, he's where he wants to be
We have no memories bittersweet with time
And I doubt if he'll spend New Year's Eve with me

I don't share his name
I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me and I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you?

So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
So there's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
So we don't have the memories
I've had enough memories
I've washed enough mornings
I've dried enough evenings
I've had enough birthdays to know what I want

Life is anyone's guess
It's a constant surprise
Though you don't plan to fall in love
When you fall...you fall
I'd rather have fifty percent of him
Or any percent of him
Than all of anybody else at all


Mirror lyrics:

Than all of anybody else at all
Or any percent of him
I'd rather have fifty percent of him
When you fall...you fall
Though you don't plan to fall in love
It's a constant surprise
Life is anyone's guess

I've had enough birthdays to know what I want
I've dried enough evenings
I've washed enough mornings
I've had enough memories
So we don't have the memories
So there's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
So I don't wear his ring
So I don't share his name

Doesn't that make someone belong to you?
But he says he loves me and I believe it's true
There's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
I don't wear his ring
I don't share his name

And I doubt if he'll spend New Year's Eve with me
We have no memories bittersweet with time
But I feel when he's in my arms, he's where he wants to be
Or expect his tomorrows
I don't pick out his ties

He may not be here when the morning comes
Though I may hold him all through the night
I don't know all the jokes he tells or the songs he hums
I don't sew on his buttons
I don't iron his shirts


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