The Adultress - THE PRETENDERS



I'm the adultress

But i didn't want to be and i'm convenient

And i make good tea

I stand accused

Of the worst crime in history

That's my mystery

I'm the adultress



I go to the park

With a bag of crumbs for the birds

That's where we meet without words

He takes my hand

And stares into the wood

There's nothing to understand

It's understood

I'm the adultress



Look at the fool

Made up to go out

She's desperate and lonely

But she's puttin' it about

Look at the spinster

Comin' down off the shelf

She's in love and she hates herself



Don't try to stop me

Don't get in my way

It's too late

I've made my play

Does misery love company

I'll be in the bar

You'll find me



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