The other woman
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The other woman
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I turn away, know you're lying
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Hear you call her name, find myself crying
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It's so absurd, I tell myself
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He hasn't changed
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Always wants somebody else, another game
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Always thinking of himself
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Another day andother year another name
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Chorus:
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I'll be how the other woman is
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I'll be just who I am
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I'm composing, my goodbye love
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Find myself, and losing no more time
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Be how I know I can
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I'm supposing, you know why love
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They flatter you, you send flowers
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Say you'll be right home, they you're gone, hours
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It's so absurd, the same old song
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Why should he change?
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So secure, cause he has me to fall back on
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Who's to blame the other woman
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No he'll stay the same until he finds me gone
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Chorus
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Will you send roses?
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I have to say it feels so strange
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So out of place
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Insecure I see the flowers rearranged
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How I changed, the other woman
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And I'll stay the same, continue to be strong
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Chorus
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So absurd I have to say
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Your roses came today
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(You) sing the same old song
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You only want me now because I've gone
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Yes I've gone
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I've gone
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I've gone
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I've gone
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I've gone
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THE OTHER WOMAN
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| The Renaissance |
