Slip out the back door, slip the car outta gear
Roll it quiet down the driveway so nobody hears
To the little man at the motel, I'm Mr Smith
One of these days I'm gonna pay for this
She's the one in all the pictures
The one who swore I do
She's the mother of my children
God I wish she was you
She's the one in all the pictures
The one who swore I do
She's the mother of my children
I can't afford to lose
God I wish she was uou
I just tip toe up on the front porch
With my shoes in my hand
The dog won't bark
He understands
If I had another hour
We could lay back down
But I gotta go cos it's her turn now
God I wish she was you
God I wish she was you