She sat at her vanity combing her hair
And told me nonchalantly
She was having an affair
She tells me he's a DJ on the FM radio
And we can talk about it Monday
When they get back from Mexico
She wants to put on the finishing touches
Maybe she'll add a little more blue
She wants to put on the finishing touches
But not nearly half as much as I do
I sit with my memories what have we gained
I can't help but thinkin'
We've had our sad charade
It's much too late for changes
So I'll sigh and turn the page
Will we wonder if we're lonely
Till we find the love again
She wants to put on the finishing touches
Maybe she'll add a little more blue
She wants to put on the finishing touches
But not nearly half as much as I do