The wife forgave the man
Thought that he'd understand
Quarrels never are far
We're singing "Hallelujah" in the back of the car
Don't park
Keep the car running
She was eager to be
High heels & an apron, appropriately
Hear the baby below
Pass due rent cause we have no work
The cycle's in reverse
If the windows [Were] opened wide to dry the clothes
The neighbors would eavesdrop, but they already know
Apartments seperated by an eighth of an inch
We love, we steal, we don't call back, we hope & we wish
"So dear, what'll it be?" she whispered unto me
Proposed to kill the lights
Oh dear God I'm praying cause this cannot be right
Not right
Try to keep it quiet, soon my wife will be home
To discover us again, then she will know
Normally she arrives at about five to ten
Use the backdoor baby, I probably won't see you again
And I swear this will be the last time
But I swore that off before
Don't be surprised if I call you, darling
I just want one time more