By the time I got to her house, she lay blindfolled on the bed
I should not be here, please Lord forgive me for I don't know who I am
If you want baby, I will serve you, oh baby I'm your man
But the faster I was running the colder were my hands

Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman
Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman

She seduced me, come on over and play a little riddle in my bed
both my hands yeah, can I touch you, oh baby touch me back

Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman
Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman

What kind of sentence, you got in mind Lord
For I don't know who I am
Both my hands, can I touch you, oh baby touch me back

Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman
Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman
Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman
Oh, you go walking with the sinnerman


(c) Stash