The Other Woman Lyrics - Jeff Buckley

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 anywhere 

The other woman enchants her clothes with French perfume 

The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room 

And there are never toys scattered everywhere 

And when her old man comes to call 

He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen 

'Cause when he's by her 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