My Love Is a Married Man
[CHRISTOPHER]
My lonely bitter heart has needed him to make it sweeter
He came, he saw, he conquered and then sic transit Peter
And now I shouldn't cry
I should be brave instead
But bravery is cold in bed
My love is a married man
I'm a marital also ran
Though I love him so
Does he love me? No!
I'll never enter his life
Because he's true to his wife
My love is a married man
How often I dream and plan
That he'd climb on my caravan
I'm a childish dopе
Will it happen? Nope!
He's not that kind of a marriеd man
My dreams abundant
Are redundant
And they fall very short
The ship I hoped for
Sat and moped for
Docked in someone else's port
He's gold I can never pan
He's the ember I'll never fan
And I know it well
But, oh, what the—
Tell me what to do with a married man
The man I could love I found
But the man is by contract bound
He is six feet of
Concentrated love
He knows how deeply I care
And he has manhood to spare
But he won't spread himself around
The man who controls my heart
Has a conjugal counterpart
And her dinner meals
Are enough, he feels
He'll never have to go a la carte
His wife is lucky
But I'm plucky
For remorse I'll never beg
I wish her health and
Joy and wealth and
Truly hope she breaks a leg
My love has a loving bride
What he wants she can well provide
Though I missed my aim
I am not to blame
It's all because of that married man
Now I'm back where I began
All alone on my own divan
And if I am chaste
It can all be traced
Right to the love of a married man
The lousy love of that married man
Boo hoo
My lonely bitter heart has needed him to make it sweeter
He came, he saw, he conquered and then sic transit Peter
And now I shouldn't cry
I should be brave instead
But bravery is cold in bed
My love is a married man
I'm a marital also ran
Though I love him so
Does he love me? No!
I'll never enter his life
Because he's true to his wife
My love is a married man
How often I dream and plan
That he'd climb on my caravan
I'm a childish dopе
Will it happen? Nope!
He's not that kind of a marriеd man
My dreams abundant
Are redundant
And they fall very short
The ship I hoped for
Sat and moped for
Docked in someone else's port
He's gold I can never pan
He's the ember I'll never fan
And I know it well
But, oh, what the—
Tell me what to do with a married man
The man I could love I found
But the man is by contract bound
He is six feet of
Concentrated love
He knows how deeply I care
And he has manhood to spare
But he won't spread himself around
The man who controls my heart
Has a conjugal counterpart
And her dinner meals
Are enough, he feels
He'll never have to go a la carte
His wife is lucky
But I'm plucky
For remorse I'll never beg
I wish her health and
Joy and wealth and
Truly hope she breaks a leg
My love has a loving bride
What he wants she can well provide
Though I missed my aim
I am not to blame
It's all because of that married man
Now I'm back where I began
All alone on my own divan
And if I am chaste
It can all be traced
Right to the love of a married man
The lousy love of that married man
Boo hoo