Your lips are warm and close to mine I know they taste like warm red wine And if I'd let myself go I know I fall But someone's waiting all alone By a lonely telephone And though I'd love to stay I know I fall '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 I'd kiss you, she'd probably never know And though tomorrow brings the sun I'll have to live with what I done And though I'd love to stay I'd never 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