Paul Anka — Aint 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 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 There's a funny kind of consolation keeping 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's happened again 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