The other woman finds time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where her rival fails And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair
The other woman enchantes her clothes with french perfume The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room There are never toys that's scattered everywhere
And when her baby comes to call He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen Cos when she's by his side It's such a change from old routine
But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep The other woman will never have his love to keep And as the years go by the other woman Will spend her life alone
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