| You tell her you’ll be home by eight, come draggin' in at ten
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| Next night you forget to call do the same old thing again
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| And when you see her you don’t tell her where you’ve been
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| That’s how you lose a woman
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| You see her in that bright red dress she bought just for you
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| You don’t say how good she looks, but notice nothing new
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| She’s just someone you’ve gotten too used to
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| That’s how you lose a woman
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| And when she’s gone
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| You’ll sit around and wonder what went wrong
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| And when it finally sinks in you’d give anything
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| Anything, to hold her again
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| A little conversation is all she really needs
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| But you don’t really listen 'cause you’re watching the TV
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| She gives up and finds another book to read
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| That’s how you lose a woman
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| And when she’s gone
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| You’ll sit around and wonder what went wrong
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| And when it finally sinks in you’d give anything
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| Anything, to hold her again
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| She’s out with the girls one night in that same red dress
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| Someone sits beside her, showers her with compliments
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| And when he asks her to dance she says «Yes»
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| That’s how you lose a woman
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| That’s how you lose a woman |