I was standing in line at the city bus stop
Soaked to the skin from every rain drop
I see you driving by just like a phantom jet
With your arm around some little brunette
You say you won't be home because you're working late
Honey, I'm no fool you've been out on a date
The lipstick on your collar gives your game away
Was strawberry red and mine's pink rosae
Chorus:
Have mercy on me
You treat me so bad I'm in misery
It's breaking my heart, can't you see?
Baby,baby, have mercy on me
Well i called you up on the telephone
I could hear you was playing haggard and jones
I knew right then that there was something wrong
There's only one reason you play cheatin' songs
Chorus
Well i went to the bank with my little check book
The cashier he gave me the strangest look
He said,
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