I'm In Love With A Married Woman Testo

Testo I'm In Love With A Married Woman

We sit alone in the darkest corner:
Waitress comes an' takes our order,
An' looks at us so suspiciously.
It's plain to see that we're lovers,
Tryin' to be alone with each other:
It's so hard for us to break free.
She whispers softly: 'I love you.'
This ain't your average rendezvous.
'Cause I'm in love with a married woman,
An' I don't care, I don't care who knows it.
Yes, I'm in love with a married woman,
An' on her left hand there's a weddin' band,
She wears faithfully.
An' I thank God, she's married to me.
No cheap motel where we'll check-in,
No other lives we'll be wreckin',
With alibis to hide a cheater's kiss.
'Cause if there's lipstick on my collar,
You can bet your bottom dollar,
It's the color she wears on nights like this.
An' every Friday, here, at five,
We try to keep the fire alive.
'Cause I'm in love with a married woman,
An' I don't care, I don't care who knows it.
Yes, I'm in love with a married woman,
An' on her left hand there's a weddin' band,
She wears faithfully.
An' I thank God;
I thank God;
I thank God she's married to me.
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