| I had forgotten just what love felt like
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| And in that motel room, all my senses came to life
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| All the passion in his touch
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| And I knew I could, never get enough
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| But the worst part of doing what I never should have done
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| Is that I know, there’s more where that came from
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| In the darkness, there’s a distance as I lie here every night
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| And I beg the Lord, please won’t you get this cheatin' off my mind
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| But then he’ll call to say, that he sure had fun
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| Just so I’ll know, there’s more where that came from
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| My guilty conscience can’t kill my heart’s desire
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| Just like a drop of rain can’t put out a raging fire
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| Oh, the price I’m paying now
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| Is a secret that I’m forced to carry around
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| But the worst part of doing what I never should have done
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| Is that I know, there’s more where that came from
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| In the darkness, there’s a distance as I lie here every night
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| And I beg the Lord, please won’t you get this cheatin' off my mind
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| And then he’ll call to say, that he sure had fun
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| Just so I’ll know, there’s more where that came from
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| Yes, I’m afraid, there’s more where that came from |