Francisca Cortesão - Old Habits lyrics

No it doesn't make me look like a million bucks No, not even close, you see That is not my color, dear, and it never was You should know that after thirty-seven years There are days when I regret the hour we met But I know I'd be lost out on my own I'm tired Please take me home Sometimes when I wake up I feel so light and free Then I turn and see you lying next to me Can't remember when I last spent the night away Come to think of it, I can't think of the day