| Song | You Wear It Well |
| Artist | Rod Stewart |
| Album | The Seventies Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Rod Stewart/Martin Quittenton | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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, 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 | |
| Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on | |
| I'm gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town | |
| when you sat down and cried on the stairs | |
| You knew it did not 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 | |
| Anyway, my coffee's 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 wear it well | |
| I don't object if you call collect | |
| 'cos 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 | |
| After all the years I hope it's the same address | |
| Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on |
| Written: Rod Stewart Martin Quittenton | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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, 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 | |
| Since you' ve been gone it' s hard to carry on | |
| I' m gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town | |
| when you sat down and cried on the stairs | |
| You knew it did not 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 | |
| Anyway, my coffee' s 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 wear it well | |
| I don' t object if you call collect | |
| ' cos 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 | |
| After all the years I hope it' s the same address | |
| Since you' ve been gone it' s hard to carry on |
| Written: Rod Stewart Martin Quittenton | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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, 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 | |
| Since you' ve been gone it' s hard to carry on | |
| I' m gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town | |
| when you sat down and cried on the stairs | |
| You knew it did not 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 | |
| Anyway, my coffee' s 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 wear it well | |
| I don' t object if you call collect | |
| ' cos 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 | |
| After all the years I hope it' s the same address | |
| Since you' ve been gone it' s hard to carry on |