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 those basement parties, your brother's karate,

the all day rock and roll shows.

Them homesick blues and radical view

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.

(tryin' to get back to you.)

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 make me fell a millionaire and you wear it well.

Madame Onassis got nothing on you.

And when 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'll wear it well.

I don't object if you call collect,

'cos I ain't forgetting that you were once mine