I'm the Other Woman - I'm done with that
That melancholy state
I'm suspended on string - I'm over that
It makes me most irate
How baffling his attitude
Behind it Ego lies
I think I'll be six feet under
Before he'll realise
That we could have lived in comfort
Instead he bore me pain
Bereft of love's sweet carolling
That mutual refrain
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 11:01 AM UTC
I'm the Other Woman - I'm done with that
That melancholy state
I'm suspended on string - I'm over that
It makes me most irate
How baffling his attitude
Behind it Ego lies
I think I'll be six feet under
Before he'll realise
That we could have lived in comfort
Instead he bore me pain
Bereft of love's sweet carolling
That mutual refrain
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