| Now the first lie you told me was about your age
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| The second lie you told me that you was disengaged
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| The third was the worst lie, above the other two
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| With your man all night «I stay at home my mother!»
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| But I really do despise any woman that tells evil lies
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| Now the fourth and the fifth and the sixth and the seventh
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| The eight and the ninth and the tenth and the eleventh
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| On the twelfth I checked your bag just to see if you was right
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| But when I found they all was wrong then we had a long fight
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| 'Cause I really do despise any woman that tells evil lies
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| Now the thirteen and fourteen was awful bad
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| But the fifteen and sixteen made me sad
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| The seventeen and eighteen was awful good
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| But the nineteen and twenty lies really hurt
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| 'Cause I really do despise any woman that tells evil lies
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| Now the twenty-first and second lies made me mad
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| But the twenty-third and four lies made me glad
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| I called up a risk taker, might as well
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| Because the twenty-fifth lie was just too bad to tell
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| But when I add it to my file, I found you told me twenty-five lies |