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