She just sits there her eyes are on me
I shake with temptation just knowing what could be
I ought to go home I've been here too long but I feel a sin coming on
See that smoke ring that's her halo how high she flies depends on the wine flow
I ought to go home I don't want to do wrong but I feel a sin coming on
I've got another world outside that door a wife and the home and who needs more
I ought to go home but my wills got that strong I feel a sin coming on
I feel a sin coming on
