Jesse 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 baby comes to call

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