I told you to meet me
On the other side of town
Where nobody knew us.
But you had to come here
Flaunting it for all to see.

The doctor walked out,
Saw you drunk on Southern Comfort,
Wrapped in a poncho seeking
Refuge from the December cold
With a girl you called
"Just a friend."
But I knew better.

I could tell by the look
You gave her,
The odd way you
Turned your head
As we kissed.
I was watching you
Watching her
As she watched us.