YOUR LIPS ARE WARM
AND CLOSE TO MINE
I KNOW THEY'D TASTE
LIKE WARM RED WINE
AND IF I LET MYSELF GO
I KNOW I'D FALL
BUT SOMEONE'S WAITING
ALL ALONE
BY A LONELY TELEPHONE
AND THOUGH I'D LOVE
TO STAY
I KNOW I'LL CALL
'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 IF I KISSED YOU
SHE'D PROBABLY
NEVER KNOW
BUT WHEN TOMORROW
BRINGS THE SUN
I'D HAVE TO LIVE WITH
WHAT I'D DONE
AND THOUGH I'D LOVE
TO STAY
I'D BETTER 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