The one at home I love for her devotion
While the other fills my heart with such emotion
I'm so torn between the two of them I have to play two parts
It's a sad story of three mixed up hearts.
No woman worth a dime would think of making time
With someone who is married happily
No man could ever roam if he's got a happy home
And now he finds his happiness with me.
Oh, the one at home I love for her devotion
While the other fills my heart with such emotion
I'm so torn between the two of them I have to play two parts
It's a sad story of three mixed up hearts.
I know you want my man but honey understand
You're just a toy that he'll soon throw aside
Well, even little boys don't throw away their toys
If they no longer keep them satisfied.
Oh, the one at home I love for her devotion
While the other fills my heart with such emotion
I'm so torn between the two of them I have to play two parts
It's a sad story of three mixed up hearts.
It's a sad story of three mixed up hearts...
