We sit alone in the darkest corner
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waitress comes and takes our order
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and she looks at us so suspiciously
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It's plain to see that we're lovers
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tryin' to be alone with each other
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It's so hard for us to break free
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she whispers softly I love you
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this ain't your average rendezvous
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(chorus)
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Cause I'm in love with a married woman
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I don't care, I don't care who know it
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I'm in love with a married woman
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on her left hand there's a wedding band
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that she wears faithfully
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and I thank God she's married to me
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No cheap hotel where we'll check-in
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no other lives we'll be wreckin'
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with alibis to hide a cheaters kiss
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cause if there's lipstick on my collar
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you can bet your bottom dollar
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it's the color she wears on nights like this
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every friday here at five
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I try to keep the fire alive
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I'm In Love With A Married Woman
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| Mark Chesnutt |
