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 enchants 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
He’ll find her waiting like a lonesome queen,
because when she’s 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.