Her
He's a child at heart
He's a dad at home
He's a man at work
But when he's alone
He'll paint his lips
A ruby red
And he'll stay out late
And be her instead
Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her
He always felt
He just blended in
In his suit and tie
But when she walks in
The room lights up
They want to kiss her hand
They'll treat her like
No other man
Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her
At dawn's first light
He will come back home
Crawling into bed
Hoping she won't know
The beauty of his
Second life
Is hidden from
His loving wife
Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her
Would they understand
Would they take her hand
And love her too
Could they let her in
Or would they just see him
And wish they never knew
He's a child at heart
He's a dad at home
He's a man at work
But when he's alone
He'll paint his lips
A ruby red
And he'll stay out late
And be her instead
Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her