Now Jack is the mack and he comes around
Every Monday, oh, Tuesday and Wednesday
Every day of the week
And even though I try to tell you that I love you
From the bottom of my heart
You had no place for me, it was all vanity now
You fell for one a them sweet lies
The ones you dont want to believe in
When your hearts not hearing what your brain is saying
And youre weak in the knees, another sweet lie
The kind you dont want to believe
When the hearts in doubt you got to stay out
Now the wine and the roses
Stop coming around sometime ago
But you wont admit that so, you pretend
I know its hard to look your best
Wearing that same old shabby dress
So you stay at home waiting by the phone
You fell for one a them sweet lies
The ones you dont want to believe in
When your hearts not hearing what your brain is saying
And youre weak in the knees, another sweet lie
The kind you dont want to believe
When the hearts in doubt you got to stay out
Now it gives me no pleasure to say
I told you so, its been hard to keep it low
Knowing the things I know
Maybe in another place and in another time
Under different circumstances
You will find happiness so I suggest
Dont take foolish chances no
Now the wine and the roses
Stop coming around sometime ago
But you wont admit that so, you pretend
Its hard to look your best
Wearing that same old shabby dress
So you stay at home waiting by the phone
You fell for one a them sweet lies
The ones you dont want to believe in
When your hearts not hearing what your brain is saying
And youre weak in the knees, another sweet lie
The kind you dont want to believe
When the hearts in doubt you got to stay out