| It’s Wednesday night, my woman’s out
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| Once again I’m home alone
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| Lately, every Wednesday night
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| She’s late getting home
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| She phones from work at quittin' time
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| Says the boss asked her to stay
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| She said she’s makin' double time
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| But I suspect foul play, I suspect foul play
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| This makes five straight Wednesday nights
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| And that’s no coincidence
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| Sitting here and thinking back
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| It all starts making sense
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| Her old boss quit two months ago
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| She came home all smiles that day
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| Said they hired a younger man
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| But I suspect foul play, said I suspect foul play
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| Oh, I suspect foul play
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| Something in her voice
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| Alerted my suspicious heart
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| I’ve heard that warning sign before
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| Just before love fell apart
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| This is my last Wednesday night
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| Waitin' like a fool
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| I won’t stand for another man
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| No, no, no, that’s my hard-fast rule
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| She’d better have some kind of evidence
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| Of all this extra pay
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| She’d better have some cold, hard facts
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| 'Cause I suspect foul play, said I suspect foul play
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| Oh, I suspect foul play
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| Yeah, yeah, foul play
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| Something’s going on wrong
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| Foul play, yeah |