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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Vocals
Mick Waller
Mick Waller
Drums
Woody
Woody
Electric Guitar
Martin Quittenton
Martin Quittenton
Acoustic Guitar
Ian McLagan
Ian McLagan
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Martin Quittenton
Martin Quittenton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Producer
Mike Bobak
Mike Bobak
Engineer
Mike Butcher
Mike Butcher
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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 Though 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, oh, my Remember their basement parties, your brothers' karate The all-day rock 'n' roll shows? The homesick blues and the radical views Haven't left a mark on you You wear it well A little outta time, but I don't mind But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine But I blew it without even trying Now I'm eating my heart out Trying 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 And you sat down and cried on the stairs You knew it didn't 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, no, no Anyway, my coffee is 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'll wear it well I don't object if you call collect 'Cause I ain't forgetting that you were once mine But I blew it without even trying Now I'm eating my heart out Trying to get back to you Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Oh, yeah After all this, oh, it's the same address Since you've been gone, it's hard to carry on, oh, no
Writer(s): Rod Stewart, Martin Quittenton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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