Married Man by Bernadette Peters Lyrics

Skulking around
Pretending that I do not know you
Making sure the looks I throw you
Aren’t explicit

Don’t make a sound
When I meet you where you’re working
Who’d of thought there’s such fun lurking
In being illicit?

Yes, I have met Paul
How have you been?
How’s, um, Shirley?

Meet me in the hall
We mustn’t both leave
Early

There’s my super stands with his broom
He’s closing your clandestine trips to my room
I don’t care
My affair
Is my affair

Westport execs
Golfing in your Izod V-necks
Viv says you’re there like Kleenex
To be used, lovе

Desperate for sеx
Meeting all those obligations
Families bring such deep frustrations
Oh, my confused love

Yes I do have thoughts on curing your dilemma
When your family ties need loosening, here’s Emma

I don’t have to love you, you see
And there is one more thing that I get to be
Not alone
Not alone
Not alone