Woman In Demand

She's in there dressing up again
Slipping into something thin
And that old trouble makin' dress ain't my friend
Cause every time she slips it on
They forget where she belongs
And things get out of hand
Cause she's a woman in demand

Lord I love her, and I trust her
Cause she never let 'em trust
But I just can't make her understand
When they see too much of her
Lord I see too much of them
And things get out of hand
Cause she's a woman in demand

There's other dresses she could wear
And different ways to style her hair
But tonight she's got old trouble on again
I want that busy crowd out there
To look up and notice her
But things get out of hand
Cause she's a woman in demand

Lord I love her, and I trust her...