Sangtekst: Chris Rea. Soup of The Day.

Well, she thinks she's looking oh so cool
She thinks she's great but she's just a fool
What awful lack of class makes this kind behave this way
I look and only think of one thin' to say

Soup, she's just soup
Soup of the day
Soup of the day

She's thin 'round the waistline
Thin 'round the brain
You see this type so many times
Time and time again

How could they really think
They'd be treated in any other way?
Everybody's looking and everybody say

Soup, she's just soup
Soup of the day

Well, you'd think they'd know better
That behaving in this way
They think they're being clever
But I really have to say
You'd better think it over
You'll regret it one fine day
When the circus party's over
And you were just soup of the day

Soup of the day
Soup of the day
Soup of the day
Here she comes now, soup
Here she comes now
She is soup of the day
Soup of the day