D
He drives to Charlotte, every third Monday,
A D
And checks into the Twelve Oaks Motel.
He calls it business, and he calls the number
A D
Of a woman he knows all too well.
G D
Every third Monday when his wife packs his suitcase,
A D
He looks her straight in the eye.
G A D G
Every third Monday he finds a new way
D A D
To tell her that same old lie.
(Advance ? Step to D#)
D#
Back home in Atlanta, in a cafe for lovers,
Bb D#
She slips off her gold wedding ring.
To a stranger in a back booth, she whispers I'd love to.
Bb D#
Two can play at this old cheatin' game.
G# D#
Every third Monday, she packs his suitcase,
Bb D#
She looks him straight in the eye.
G# Bb D# G#
Every third Monday, she finds a new way
D# Bb D#
To tell him that same old lie.
G# Bb D# G#
Every third Monday, she finds a new way
D# Bb D#
To tell him that same old lie.
