She picked up his jacket
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And hid her earrings in his pocket
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So he'd have a reason to call
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But her telephone won't ring
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And the shame that it will bring
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Makes her regret it all
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She should be accustomed
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She oughta know you just can't trust 'em
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When he's got a wife that he ain't gonna leave
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Maybe she deserves what she's got comin'
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She can't hide and there's no runnin'
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From the guilty, lonely life she's bound to lead
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[Chorus:]
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'Cause she's the other woman
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You've seen her before
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Deep in his eyes
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When he walks through the door
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But did you know that even though
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She's puttin' you through hell
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You don't have to hate the other woman
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She'll do it herself
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They tried to keep it undercover
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But you would soon discover
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That she's your worse nightmare comin' true
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You don't even know her name
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But you wish her a life of pain
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And believe you me that's what she's goin' through
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[Chorus]
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No, you don't have to hate the other woman
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She'll do it herself
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The Other Woman
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| Chely Wright |
