He's home again from another day

She smiles at him as he walks through the door

She wonders if it will be okay

It's hard for her when he doesn't respond

He says Babe, you look a mess

You look dowdy in that dress

It's just not like it used to be

Then she says

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I may not be a lady

But I'm all woman

From Monday to Sunday I work harder than you know

I'm no classy lady

But I'm all woman

And this woman needs a little love

To make her strong

You're not the only one

She stands and lets the tears flow

Tears that she's been holding back so long

She wonders where did all the loving go

The love they used to share when they were strong

She says yes I look a mess

But I don't love any less

I thought you always thought of me

To always be impressed

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He holds her and hangs his head in shame

He doesn't see her like he used to do

He's too wrapped up in working for his pay

He hasn't seen the pain he's put her through

Attention that he paid

Just vanished in the haze

He remembers how it used to be

When he used to say

You'll always be a lady

'cause you're all woman

From Monday to Sunday I love you

Much more than you know

You're a classy lady

'cause you're all woman

This woman needs a loving man to keep her warm

You're the only one

You're a classy lady

'cause you're all woman

So sweet the love that used to be

So sweet the love that used to be

We can be sweet again