| The other woman finds time to manicure her nails
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| The other woman is perfect where her rival fails
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| And she’s never seen with pin curls in her hair
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| The other woman enchantes her clothes with French perfume
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| The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room
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| There are never toys that’s scattered everywhere
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| And when her baby comes to call
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| He’ll find her waiting like a lonesome queen
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| Cos when she’s by his side
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| It’s such a change from old routine
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| But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep
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| The other woman will never have his love to keep
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| And as the years go by the other woman
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| Will spend her life alone
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| Where do you come from where do you go
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| Where do you come from Cotton Eyed Joe
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| I come for to see you and I come for to sing
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| And I come for to show you my diamond ring
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| If it hadn’t a-been for Cotton Eyed Joe
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| Well I’d a-been married a long time ago
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| Oh where do you come from where do you go
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| Where do you come from where do you go
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| Where do you come from where do you go
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| My Cotton Eyed Joe
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| Tell me where do you come from and where do you go
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| Tell me where do you come from my Cotton Eyed Joe
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| Well I come for to see you and I come for to sing
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| And I come for to show you my diamond ring
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| Oh Joe if you hadn’t been so slow
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| Well I’d a-been married a long time ago
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| Where do you come from where do you go
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| Where do you come from where do you go
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| I come for to see you and I come for to sing
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| And I come for to show you my diamond ring
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| Well if it hadn’t a-been for Cotton Eyed Joe
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| Well I’d a-been married a long time ago
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| Oh where do you come from where do you go
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| My my Cotton Eyed Joe |