(Rod Stewart / Martin Quittenton)



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



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 did not 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



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

'cos 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



After all the years I hope it's the same address

Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on