Interpret:

Trisha Yearwood

Album:

Real Live Woman

I don't buy the lines in magazines

That tell me what I've gotta be

Don't base my life on a movie screen

Don't fit the mold society has planned



I don't need to be 19-years-old

Or starve myself for some weight I'm told

Or turn men's heads down that road

And I thank God I finally know just who I am



I ain't a movie star

They never see the view from where they are

And this old town may be as far as I'm goin'

What he'll hold tonight in his hands

He swears is so much better than

Anything this old world can show him



I'm a real live woman

In love with this man I see lyin' here next to me

Lost in the way that he's holdin'

This real live woman

In the arms of a man where I'll fall asleep knowin' there's

Nothin' on earth he loves more than

This real live woman



I work 9-5 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



Cause I'm a real live woman

In love with this man I see lyin' here next to me

Lost in the way that he's holdin'

This real live woman

In the arms of a man where I'll fall asleep knowin' there's

Nothin' on earth he loves more than

This real live woman