He's home again from another day

She smiles at him as he walks through the door

She wonders if it will be okay

It's hard for her when he doesn't respond



He says babe you look a mess

You look dowdy in that dress

It's just not like it used to be

Then she says...



Chorus:

I may not be a lady

But I'm all woman

From monday to sunday I work harder than you know

I'm no classy lady

But I'm all woman

And this woman needs a little love to make her strong

You're not the only one



She stands there and lets the tears flow

Tears that she's been holding back so long

She wonders where did all the loving go

The love they used to share when they were strong



She says yes I look a mess

But I don't love any less

I thought you always thought enough of me to always be impressed



Chorus



He holds her and hangs his head in shame

He doesn't see her like he used to do

He's too wrapped up in working for his pay

He hasn't seen the pain he's put her through



Attention that he paid

Just vanished in the haze

He remembers how it used to be

When he used to say



You'll always be a lady

'Cos you're all woman

From monday to sunday I love you much more than you know

You're a classy lady

'Cos you're all woman

This woman needs a loving man to keep her warm



You're the only one

You're a classy lady

'Cos you're all woman



So sweet the love that used to be

So sweet the love that used to be



We can be sweet again...



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