Satin sheets to lie on, satin pillows to cry on, and still you're not happy here with me.
Big, long Cadillacs, tailor-mades upon your back, and still you want me to set you free.
We've been through thick and thin together, brave the fair and the brave the brave.

In stormy weather we've had all the hard times, you and I.
And now that I'm a big success, you called today and you confessed, and told me things that make me want to die.
You told me there's another man who can give more than I can, and I've given everything that cash will buy.
You can't buy me a peaceful night with loving arms around me tight.
and you're to be Lincoln's sister!
Busy to notice the hurt in my eyes
Satin sheets to lie on
Satin pillows to cry on
And still you're not happy here with me
Big long Cadillacs
Tailor-mates upon your back
And still you want me to set you free