So you're with her, and not with me
I hope she's sweet, and so pretty
I hear she cooks delightfully
little angel beside you

So you're with her, and not with me
Oh how lucky one man can be 
I hear your house is smart and clean
Oh how lovely with your [bad word] queen 
Oh how lovely it must be and

When you see her sweet smile baby
Don't think of me and
When she lays in your warm arms
Don't think of me

So you're with her, and not with me
I know she spreads sweet honey 
In fact your best friend
I heard he spent last night with her 
Now how do you feel?
How do you feel?

When you see her sweet smile baby
Don't think of me and
When she lays in your warm arms
Don't think of me

And it's too late and it\'s too bad
Don't think of me 
And it's too late, it's too bad
Don't think of me

Does it bother you now all the mess I made?
Does it bother you now the clothes you told me not to wear?
Does it bother you now all the angry games we played?
Does it bother you now when I'm not there?

When you see her sweet smile baby
Don't think of me and
When she lays in your warm arms
Don't think of me

And it's too late and it's too bad
Don't think of me 
And it's too late and it's too bad
Don't think of me…