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Lyricist: Rod Stewart
Lyrics:
I had nothing to do on this hot afternoon But to settle down and write you a line I've been meaning to phone you but from Minnesota Hell, it's been a very long time
You wear it well A little old-fashioned but that's all right
Well, I suppose you're thinking, 'I bet he's sinking Or he wouldn't get in touch with me' Oh, I ain't begging or losing my head I sure do want you to know
That you wear it well There ain't a lady in the land so fine, oh, my
Remember them basement parties, your brother's karate The all day rock and roll shows Them homesick blues and radical views Haven't left a mark on you You wear it well A little out of time but I don't mind
But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine But I blew it without even tryin' Now I'm eatin' my heart out Tryin' to get a letter through
Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on I'm gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town When you sat down and cried on the stairs You knew it didn't cost the earth, but for what it's worth You made me feel a millionaire
And you wear it well Madame Onassis got nothing on you, no, no
Anyway, my coffee's cold and I'm getting told That I gotta get back to work So when the sun goes low and you're home all alone Think of me and try not to laugh And I wear it well I don't object if you call collect
'Cause I ain't forgetting that you were once mine But I blew it without even tryin' Now I'm eatin' my heart out Tryin' to get back to you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Oh, yeah After all the years I hope it's the same address Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
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