Trisha Yearwood
Real Live Woman
"Real Live Woman"
I don’t buy the lines in magazines
That tell me what I’ve got to be
I don’t base my life on a movie screen
I don’t fit the mold society has planned
I don’t need to be nineteen years old
Or starve myself for some weight I’m told
Will turn men’s heads, been down that road
And I thank God I finally know just who I am
I ain’t a movie star; may never see the view from where they are
And this old town may be as far as I’m going
But what he’ll hold tonight in his hands
He swears is so much better than
Anything that this old world can show him
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I’m a real, live woman
In love with this man I see lying here next to me
Lost in the way that he’s holding
This real, live woman
In the arms of a man where I’ll fall asleep knowing
There’s nothing on earth he loves more than
This real, live woman
I work nine to five and I can’t relate
To millionaires who somehow fate
Has smiled upon and fortune made their
Common lives a better place to be
And I no longer justify reasons for the way that I behave
I offer no apologies for the things that I believe and say
And I like it that way
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