(I feel a sin coming on.)



She just sits there, her eyes are on me

I shake with temptation, at thoughts of what could be

I ought to go home, I don't want to do wrong

I feel a sin coming on.



See that smoke ring, well, that's her halo

How high she flies depends on the wine flow

I ought to go home, I've been here to long

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 will's not that strong

I feel a sin coming on.



Oh, oh, I feel a sin coming on...