Texty: Helen Reddy. Ain't No Way To Treat A Lady.

I guess it was yourself you were involved with
I would've sworn it was me
I might've found out sooner
If you'd only let me close enough to see

That ain't no way to treat a lady
No way to treat your baby, your woman, your friend
That ain't no way to treat a lady, no way
But maybe it's a way for us to end.

I was only bein' a picture
With all the colors I know
While you were busy lookin' into
Wide blue mirrors and lovin' the show

(Chorus)

There's a funny kind of consolation
Keepin' me sane
And I'd really like to share it
Crawl on deep in my brain
And see the times you never felt me
Lovin' you, or needin' you
So leavin' you now
You still won't know how
To feel the pain

I was lookin' out for my happiness
While you were lookin' within
And before you knew your own reflection
Always starts to tire you
It had happened again

(Chorus)