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  • 作词 : Jessie Mae Robinson
    作曲 : Jessie Mae Robinson
    The other woman finds time to manicure her nails
    The other woman is perfect where her rival fails
    And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair
    The other woman enchantes her clothes with
    French perfume
    The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
    There are never toys that's scattered everywhere
    And when her own man comes to call on her
    He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
    Cos when she's by his side
    It's such a change from old routine
    But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep
    The other woman will never have his love to keep
    And as the years go by the other woman
    Will spend her life alone
    The other woman enchantes her clothes with
    French perfume
    The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
    There are never toys that's scattered everywhere
    And when her own man comes to call on her
    He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
    Cos when she's by his side
    It's such a change from old routine
    But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep
    The other woman will never have his love to keep
    And as the years go by the other woman
    Will spend her life alone
  • 作词 : Jessie Mae Robinson
    作曲 : Jessie Mae Robinson
    The other woman finds time to manicure her nails
    The other woman is perfect where her rival fails
    And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair
    The other woman enchantes her clothes with
    French perfume
    The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
    There are never toys that's scattered everywhere
    And when her own man comes to call on her
    He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
    Cos when she's by his side
    It's such a change from old routine
    But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep
    The other woman will never have his love to keep
    And as the years go by the other woman
    Will spend her life alone
    The other woman enchantes her clothes with
    French perfume
    The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
    There are never toys that's scattered everywhere
    And when her own man comes to call on her
    He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
    Cos when she's by his side
    It's such a change from old routine
    But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep
    The other woman will never have his love to keep
    And as the years go by the other woman
    Will spend her life alone