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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa Stansfield
Vocals
Ian Devaney
Programming
Andy Morris
Programming
Bobby Boughton
Remixer
Andy Gangadeen
Drums
Snowboy
Percussion
Stephen Gibson
Trumpet
Chris "Snake" Davis
Flute
Aileen McLaughlin
Background Vocals
Yak Bondy
Programming
Jerry Hey
Trumpet
Gary Grant
Trumpet
Bill Reichenbach
Trombone
Dan Higgins
Saxophone
Drusilla Harris
Strings
Rebecca Gilliver
Strings
Benedict Holland
Strings
Berend Mulder
Strings
Janes Nossek
Strings
Jonathan Price
Strings
Juliet Snell
Strings
Winkie Thin
Strings
Richard Thirlwell
Strings
Rebecca Thompson
Strings
Jennifer Turner
Strings
Simon Vance
Strings
Andrew Walton
Strings
Richard Williamson
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa Stansfield
Lyrics
Ian Devaney
Composer
Andy Morris
Arranger
Andy Gangadeen
Arranger
Snowboy
Arranger
Jerry Hey
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Devaney
Producer
Andy Morris
Producer
Bobby Boughton
Mixing Engineer
Tim Parry
Executive Producer
Jazz Summers
Executive Producer
Lyrics
He's home again from another day
She smiles at him as he walks through the door
She wonders if it will be okay
It's hard for her when he doesn't respond
He says babe you look a mess
You look dowdy in that dress
It's just not like it used to be
Then she says...
I may not be a lady
But I'm all woman
From monday to sunday I work harder than you know
I'm no classy lady
But I'm all woman
And this woman needs a little love to make her strong
You're not the only one
She stands there and lets the tears flow
Tears that she's been holding back so long
She wonders where did all the loving go
The love they used to share when they were strong
She says yes I look a mess
But I don't love you any less
I thought you always thought enough of me to always be impressed
I may not be a lady
But I'm all woman
From monday to sunday I work harder than you know
I'm no classy lady
But I'm all woman
And this woman needs a little love to make her strong
You're not the only one
He holds her and hangs his head in shame
He doesn't see her like he used to do
He's too wrapped up in working for his pay
He hasn't seen the pain he's put her through
Attention that he paid
Just vanished in the haze
He remembers how it used to be
When he used to say
You'll always be a lady
'Cos you're all woman
From monday to sunday I love you much more than you know
You're a classy lady
'Cos you're all woman
This woman needs a loving man to keep her warm
You're the only one
You're a classy lady
'Cos you're all woman
So sweet the love that used to be
So sweet the love that used to be
We can be sweet again...
Writer(s): Ian Owen Devaney, Lisa Jane Stansfield, Andy Morris
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