The Other Woman

The other woman finds time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where her rival fails And shes 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 thats scattered everywhere And when her baby comes to call Hell find her waiting like a lonesome queen Cos when shes by his side Its 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