| 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 oh my
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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 the 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 that’s alright
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| Cause I ain’t forgetting that you were once mine
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| But I blew it without even trying'
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| Now I’m eatin' my heart out
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| Tryin' to get back to you
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| Since you’ve been gone it’s hard to carry on (oh my god)
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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 tea’s gone cold and I’m getting told
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| I’ve 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
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| And I wear it well
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| I don’t object if you call collect
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| Cause I ain’t forgetting that you were once mine
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| But I blew it without even trying'
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| Now I’m eatin' my heart out trying' to get back to you |