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You Wear It Well
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The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
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Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
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Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
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Sven Pipien
Sven Pipien
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Isaiah Mitchell
Isaiah Mitchell
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Joel Robinow
Joel Robinow
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Brian Griffin
Brian Griffin
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Mackenzie Adams
Mackenzie Adams
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Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
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Martin Quittenton
Martin Quittenton
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Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
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Rich Robinson
Rich Robinson
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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 alright Well, I suppose you're thinking, "I bet he's sinking Or he wouldn't get in touch with me" Oh, 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 them basement parties, your brother's karate The all-day rock and roll shows Them homesick blues and radical views Haven't left a mark on you But you wear it well A little out of time but I don't mind But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine But I blew it without even tryin' Now I'm eatin' my heart out Tryin' to get a letter through Oh, since you've been gone it's hard to carry on Gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town You sat down and cried on the stairs You know it cost the earth, but for what it's worth You made me feel a millionaire And you wear it well Ooh, Madame Onassis got nothing on you Anyway, my coffee's cold and I'm getting told I gotta get back to work So when the sun goes down, and you're home all alone Think of me and try not to laugh And you 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 tryin' Now I'm eatin' my heart out Tryin' to get back to you Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Said, after all this, I hope it's the same address Said, since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
Writer(s): Roderick David Stewart, Martin Quittenton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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