Generally a chronicle (Latin: chronica, from Greek χρονικά, from χρόνος, chronos, "time") is a historical account of facts and events ranged in chronological order, as in a time line. Typically, equal weight is given for historically important events and local events, the purpose being the recording of events that occurred, seen from the perspective of the chronicler. This is in contrast to a narrative or history, which sets selected events in a meaningful interpretive context and excludes those the author does not see as important.
In modern times various contemporary newspapers or other periodicals have adopted "chronicle" as part of their name. Various fictional stories have also adopted "chronicle" as part of their title, to give an impression of epic proportion to their stories. A chronicle which traces world history is called a universal chronicle.
Scholars categorize the genre of chronicle into two subgroups: live chronicles, and dead chronicles. A dead chronicle is one where the author gathers his list of events up to the time of his writing, but does not record further events as they occur. A live chronicle is where one or more authors add to a chronicle in a regular fashion, recording contemporary events shortly after they occur. Because of the immediacy of the information, historians tend to value live chronicles, such as annals, over dead ones.
I'll be the other woman
All your life
Just as long as I am the only one
Other than your wife
Your wife, how would she feel
If she caught us together
The same way I would feel
If I caught you with another
Home I know comes first
And second to that I'll be
When you're not there with her
I want you right here with me
I'll be the other woman
Just as long as I know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
I'll be the other woman
But I've got to know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
The neighbors are whispering
Saying you don't care
If you cheat on your wife for me
You'll cheat on me for someone else
I'll be your part time love
But that's as far as I'll go
To be your part time fool
Would be stooping a little too low
Loving a married man
This I really don't mind
But a married Casanova
Is a little out of my line
I'll be the other woman
Just as long as I know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
I'll be the other woman
Long as I know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
I'll open doors for you baby
Long as I know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
I'll be your part time love
I've got to know
I'm the only other woman
You make love to
Oh, yes I will
Yes, I will
Oh yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah