Woman’s Point of View
04-30-82
Look at it through a woman’s point of view
Your out always so late at night
You never come home what else am I to do.
You say you love me then turn and leave.
You take time out for sick friends
But you won’t talk to me.
Tell me what I am to do
Your always gone on weekends
You won’t leave a number to call
When I call the office your always gone.
No one knows where you are
Oh tell me please what I am to do
Just once look at you through a woman’s point of view.
2007-07-10
21:07:44
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