(I feel a sin coming on.)
She just sits there, her eyes are on me
I shake with temptation, at thoughts of what could be
I ought to go home, I don't want to do wrong
I feel a sin coming on.
See that smoke ring, well, that's her halo
How high she flies depends on the wine flow
I ought to go home, I've been here to long
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 will's not that strong
I feel a sin coming on.
Oh, oh, I feel a sin coming on...