A woman left lonely
will soon grow tired of waiting.
She’ll do crazy things, Yeah
On lonely occasions.
A simple conversation
For the new man now and again
Makes a touchy situation
When a good thing’s come into your hand.
And when she gets lonely
she’s thinkin’ ’bout her man.
She knows he’s taken her for granted, Lord yeah.
Honey, she doesn’t understand, No no! – No no
Well, the fevers of the night
they burn an unlov-ed woman.
Lord, those red-hot flames, Yeah
try to push old love aside.
A woman left lonely
just a victim of her man, Yes she is.
When he can’t keep up his own world, Good Lord
She’s got to do the best that she can, Yeah!
A woman left lonely
Lord, that lonely girl.
Lord… – Lord! – Lord… ¥Ç¥