The Bad Thing

Do the bad thing
 Take off your wedding ring
 But it won't make it that much easier
 It might make it worse
 Oh, the night's like a whirlwind
 Somebody's girlfriend's talking to me, but it's alright
 She's saying that he's not gonna slap me or try to attack me
 He's not the jealous type
 And I only need to get half an excuse, and I'm away
 But when there's no excuses, that's much easier to say
 I've been before
 And all these capers make us too good for her to ignore
 See, she's talking, but I'm not entirely sure
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 Do the bad thing
 Take off your wedding ring
 But it won't make it that much easier
 It might make it worse
 Oh, a sudden disheartener
 Somebody's partner's talking to me
 But I don't know that is what she isn't
 She murmurs things to confirm that the tragedy is true
 And I knew, how could she not? She could have anyone she wants
 And I'm struggling to think of an immediate response
 Like, "I don't mind, it'd be a big mistake for you to wait
 And let me waste your time
 Really, love, it's fine"
 I said really, love, it's fine
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 And then the first time it occurred that there was something to destroy
 I knew before the invitation that there was this ploy
 Oh, but she carried on suggesting, a struggle to refuse
 She said, "It's the red wine this time", but that is no excuse