Married Man

I will be discreet

I'm not the type that keeps a diary

I know when to be fiery

Or plain placid

I won't look crushed

When you say your wife is pretty

Bright and very witty

Pass the acid

I won't cry at all when you walk right by me

I'd say you can't lose, you'd be a fool, come try me

I'm sure this can work out just right

Don't mind being the candle you sometimes light

Married man, yes we can

Yes we can, yes we can

Yes we can, yes we can