She turns her collar up against the wind
pulls her Packers cap down low
Cathy won't tell her next of kin
she don't want anyone to know
where she goes and why
she’s gotta take care of a little something on the sly

She’ll be off to college in a year
she'd rather leave today
don’t need nothing to tie her down here
she'll dump that ol' boyfriend anyway
she’ll never tell and he’ll never get wise
to what it is she’s doing on the sly

She's passing women with little girls and boys
they're all leading different lives
Cathy's made her choice
and she knows if this'll ever make her cry
she’ll have to do her crying on the sly, on the sly

She wonders if she's being selfish
She thinks she’s bein’ considerate
she might wind up being fortyish and full of regret
sobbing through long and lonely nights
over doing what she's about to do on the sly

She's passing women with little girls and boys
They’re all leading different lives
Cathy’s made her choice
and she knows that if this'll ever make her cry
she’ll have to do her crying on the sly

Who’s to say what’s right or wrong
Who’s to say what’s wrong and right

She's passing women with little girls and boys
They’re all leading different lives
she feels she's got no choice
and she knows that if this'll ever make her cry
she’ll have to do her crying on the sly, on the sly

She turns her collar up against the wind