| Don’t accuse me of being without feelings
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| If you do, you know that you’re wrong
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| For it was you who was careless
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| And you drove me into another’s arms
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| The other woman isn’t prettier than you
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| But the other woman soothes my wounded pride
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| And more important, I feel wanted again
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| I can’t give up the other woman in my life
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| Now I’m afloat in the middle of a river
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| And I can’t climb out on either side
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| And if I go over the deep end
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| It’s because, sweetheart, you haven’t tried
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| The other woman isn’t prettier than you
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| But the other woman soothes my wounded pride
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| And more important, I feel wanted again
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| I can’t give up the other woman in my life |