Idioma Origen:
Hes home again from another day
She smiles at him as he walks through the door
She wonders if it will be okay
Its hard for her when he doesnt respond
He says babe you look a mess
You look dowdy in that dress
Its just not like it used to be
Then she says...
Chorus:
I may not be a lady
But Im all woman
From monday to sunday I work harder than you know
Im no classy lady
But Im all woman
And this woman needs a little love to make her strong
Youre not the only one
She stands there and lets the tears flow
Tears that shes 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 dont love any less
I thought you always thought enough of me to always be impressed
(chorus)
He holds her and hangs his head in shame
He doesnt see her like he used to do
Hes too wrapped up in working for his pay
He hasnt seen the pain hes put her through
Attention that he paid
Just vanished in the haze
He remembers how it used to be
When he used to say
Youll always be a lady
cos youre all woman
From monday to sunday I love you much more than you know
Youre a classy lady
cos youre all woman
This woman needs a loving man to keep her warm
Youre the only one
Youre a classy lady
cos youre all woman
So sweet the love that used to be
So sweet the love that used to be
We can be sweet again...
Idioma Destino:
Hes home again from another day
She smiles at him as he walks through the door
She wonders if it will be okay
Its hard for her when he doesnt respond
He says babe you look a mess
You look dowdy in that dress
Its just not like it used to be
Then she says...
Chorus:
I may not be a lady
But Im all woman
From monday to sunday I work harder than you know
Im no classy lady
But Im all woman
And this woman needs a little love to make her strong
Youre not the only one
She stands there and lets the tears flow
Tears that shes 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 dont love any less
I thought you always thought enough of me to always be impressed
(chorus)
He holds her and hangs his head in shame
He doesnt see her like he used to do
Hes too wrapped up in working for his pay
He hasnt seen the pain hes put her through
Attention that he paid
Just vanished in the haze
He remembers how it used to be
When he used to say
Youll always be a lady
cos youre all woman
From monday to sunday I love you much more than you know
Youre a classy lady
cos youre all woman
This woman needs a loving man to keep her warm
Youre the only one
Youre a classy lady
cos youre all woman
So sweet the love that used to be
So sweet the love that used to be
We can be sweet again...