Another Man’s Sitting In My Kitchen
Another man is sitting in my kitchen
He's telling her stories and giving her wine
He says he’ll take her away for a weekend
He's smiling a lot and he's throwing her lines
Now he’s showing her the names of some hotels
Some places where they might stay
And he's giving me a look that says, "Well
I'm gonna punch you if you don't go away"
Should I care to stay or should I go?
Someone tell me please 'cause I don't know
It's not a question of morality
I just don't want him hitting me
His clothes fit him right and he’s very good looking
He looks the type that shaves every day
He’s probably had lessons in Cordon Bleu cooking
And all the girls say he's an excellent lay
He’s getting mad now, I think he might hit me
He's wondering what on earth I'm still doing here
His muscles bulging through jeans made in Italy
He's gonna kill me in up-to-date gear
Should I care to stay or should I go?
Someone tell me please ’cause I don't know
It's not a question of morality
I just don't want him hitting me, ow!
Another man, another man
Another man, another man
Another man, another man
Another man, another man