Him (single edit) Rupert Holmes

Over by the window
There's a pack of cigarettes
Not my brand, you understand
Sometimes the girl forgets

She forgets to hide them
I know who left those smokes behind
She'll say, "Oh, he's just a friend"
And I'll say, "Oh, I'm not blind to

Him, him, him"
What's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to do without him
Or do without me, me, me
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him

Don't know what he looks like
Don't know who he is
Don't know why, she thought that I
Would say what's mine is his

I don't want to own her
But I can't let her have it both ways
Three is one too many of us
She leaves with me, or stays with