Your lips are warm and close to mine
I know they taste like warm red wine
And if I'd let myself go I know I fall
But someone's waiting all alone
By a lonely telephone
And though I'd love to stay I know I fall
'Cause I can't forget her, no, I can't forget her
My woman's good to me
Her eyes are not as blue as yours
Her lips are not as soft as yours
And I'd kiss you, she'd probably never know
And though tomorrow brings the sun
I'll have to live with what I done
And though I'd love to stay I'd never go
'Cause I can't forget her, no, I can't forget her
My woman's good to me
My woman's good to me