(Rod Stewart/Martin Quittenton)
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I had nothing to do on this hot afternoon
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but to settle down and write you a line
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I've been meaning to phone you but from Minnesota
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hell it's been a very long time
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You wear it well
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A little old fashioned but that's all right
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Well I suppose you're thinking I bet he's sinking
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or he wouldn't get in touch with me
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Oh I ain't begging or losing my head
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I sure do want you to know that you wear it well
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There ain't a lady in the land so fine
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Remember them basement parties, your brother's karate
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the all day rock and roll shows
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Them homesick blues and radical views
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haven't left a mark on you, you wear it well
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A little out of time but I don't mind
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But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
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but I blew it without even tryin'
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Now I'm eatin' my heart out
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tryin' to get a letter through
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Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
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I'm gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town
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when you sat down and cried on the stairs
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You knew it did not cost the earth, but for what it's worth
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You made me feel a millionaire and you wear it well
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Madame Onassis got nothing on you
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Anyway, my coffee's cold and I'm getting told
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that I gotta get back to work
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So when the sun goes low and you're home all alone
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think of me and try not to laugh and I wear it well
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I don't object if you call collect
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'cos I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
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but I blew it without even tryin'
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Now I'm eatin' my heart out tryin' to get back to you
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After all the years I hope it's the same address
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Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
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You Wear It Well
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| Rod Stewart |
