Oh my dearest, my knight in shinning lie's...
Say you're sorry before I die.
You told me you love me but I know it's not true
I saw your young secretary on top of you.
You've never seen a more shocked look than mine
I know you've slept a thousand times, that's fine.
You stare with a dim look on your face, so deep
But your cheating way is a secret you can't keep.
My loving life my dying light
Just say you're sorry before ending night.
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