And Oprah was talkin' on TV this mornin' She said when love dies, there's no need to keep mourning The honeymoon's over, there's no vital signs Though he's the same age I am, he's grown old before my time And I'm tired of livin' with a dead man I don't believe that I can Continue in the manner I've been going I try to dress up sexy for him My sexy clothes just bore him He says he's got a headache Now my disappointment's showing, ooo-ooo