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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miki Howard
Miki Howard
Vocals
Barry Eastmond
Barry Eastmond
Keyboards
Gordon Chambers
Gordon Chambers
Background Vocals
Francisco Centeno
Francisco Centeno
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Eastmond
Barry Eastmond
Composer
Gordon Chambers
Gordon Chambers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Barry Eastmond
Barry Eastmond
Producer
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Greg Mull
Greg Mull
Recording Engineer
Mark Partis
Mark Partis
Recording Engineer
Jeff Kanan
Jeff Kanan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bart Migal
Bart Migal
Assistant Mixing Engineer
M. Eastmond
M. Eastmond
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

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.
Writer(s): Barry James Eastmond, Gordon Anthony Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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