I Saw Her

I saw her the other day
The other woman
I’d be lieing if I said
You didn’t have good taste
I don’t like playing
Second fiddle to ya babe
Let me go if you’re
Through with me
Why live like this
You’re shortchanging us
Both
I need someone new
For me you’re through
I don’t like playing
Second fiddle to ya babe
Let me go if you’re
Oh, let me go if you’re
Through with me

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