We used to meet every Friday night Down at the San Jose Same room number, bottle of wine Our little secret get away One night I got there early I checked in and turned down the bed There was a couple next door and they were fighting And I could hear every word they said He told her, "she means nothing to me" It was a cold hard twist of the knife When he said my name and I realized It was my man and he was talking to his wife I heard it all through the wall He was begging her to take him back I heard it all through the wall I never thought he'd do me like that He had to know I was right next door Waiting in room 43 When he asked her to forgive him And promised he was through with me Maybe he thought I'd just walk away And there would be no price to pay But I knocked on the door and I knocked some more Because I had a few things to say I heard it all through the wall You were begging her to take you back I heard it all through the wall I never thought you'd do me like that I told her he swore he loved me He said your marriage was at an end But it's a well known fact if you take him back He did it once and he'll do it again I heard it all through the wall He was begging you to take him back I heard it all through the wall I never thought he'd do me like that