She's waiting for her man to go to work
Then calls me on the phone saying he's such a jerk
I feel like a thief in the day and a thief in the night
But it's just a fight
Why why why don't he treat you right
He should be the one to apologise
We're going upstairs, get away from the past
Then the phone rings I hear your husband ask
"Is someone in the back, who's that who's that who's that who's that"