The coffee's on morning's here and you're not home I've been waiting up for you all night long Was a time you waited for me You're not the woman you used to be
The postman just left the mailbox is full He didn't leave one letter just bills overdue Bills for things you lately didn't need You're not the woman you used to be
Your blond hair used to be long black and shiny The clothes you wear leave so little to imagine what you should be hiding
Just found your note you've gone shopping with a friend And you might be a little late getting in Your friend just called to ask you over for morning tea You're not the woman you used to be You're not the woman you used to be