Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
Chely Wright
She picked up his jacket
And hid her earrings in his pocket
So he'de have a reason to call
But her telephone won't ring
And the shame that it will bring
Makes her regret, it all
She should be accustom
She ought to know you just can't trust him
When he's got a wife, that he ain't gonna leave
Maybe she deserves, what she got coming
She can't hide and there's no running
From the guilt and lonely life she bound to live
Cause she's the other woman
You've seen her before, deep in his eyes
When he walks through the door
But did you know
That even though she's putting you through hell
You don't have to hate the other woman
She'll do it herself
They tried to keep under cover
But you would soon discover
That she's your worst nightmare coming true
You don't even know her name
But you wish her a life a pain
But believe you me thats what she's going through
Cause she's the other woman
You've seen her before, deep in his eyes
When he walks through the door
But did you know
That even though she's been putting you through hell
You don't have hate the other woman
She'll do it herself
No you don't have to hate the other woman
She'll do it herself....
The Other Woman was written by Chely Wright.
The Other Woman was produced by Harold Shedd & Ed Seay.