I don't love my husband
And I don't love my wife
We've got a lot in common
But so little chance at life
I wait in backstreet places
That's where I meet you
We've got a lot in common
But there's a little we can do
We know we're wrong
But we both pushed
Our self-respect aside
We've just got too much passion
And way too little pride
You slip around to meet me
And you do the same for me
We've got a lot in common
But how common can we be?
We know we're wrong
But we both pushed
Our self-respect aside
We've just got too much passion
And way too little pride
You slip around to meet me
And you do the same for me
We've got a lot in common
But how common can we be?