She likes to put on pretty things And watch herself go walking by If she turns her head just so much Down her head and glances low She'll see another woman But she don't like early in the morning Best to let her wake herself If you can't respect her warning You might wind up waking someone else Day after day And nothing ever seems to stay the same Every time she's up she's almost down again Day after day after day There's nothing she can do to turn me away Just within the limits of her dream She's smoking tea with lazy queens Wrapped in scarf's and draped in beads She laughs out loud and sure enough I can hear another woman Wound up tight in the middle of the night Company is hard to find Long before the sky ever gets light She holds her head and slowly starts to cry Day after day And nothing ever seems to stay the same Every time she's up she's almost down again Day after day after day There's nothing she can do to turn me away Day after day And everything seems to stay the same Every time she's up she's almost down again Day after day after day There's nothing she can do to turn me away