The Highballers - She Ain't No Stranger Lyrics
How those children make you happyLord how they make you smileYou think they've got your good looks, sonCertainly your styleDid you ever stop and wonder?Did you ever try to figure outWith their curly red hairAnd those pale blue eyesThat your wife, she's been stepping outShe ain't no stranger to loving on the side.A real man's touchNow it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite rideYour reflection in the mirrorShows the truth that can't be missedYour wife; My kidsYour wife; My kidsI recall the first time that I met herLord, it was so many years agoWell she strolled into your courtyardWhile I was patching holes on your roofShe brought me lemonadeOn a silver trayWearing some fancy negligeeShe said 'hey there big redWon't you come on down, sonBecause my husband is out of townShe ain't no stranger to loving on the side.A real man's touchNow it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite rideYour reflection in the mirrorShows the truth that can't be missedYour wife; My kidsYour wife; My kidsYour wife; My kidsYour wife; My kids
