Оригинален текст
There's a thief in my bedroom
but i'm not afraid
thieves all get caught by
mistakes that they've made
this one has torn my emotions apart
somebody's stealing my heart
Well somebody's kisses are wet on my lip somebody's face is at my fingertips
somebody's holding me tight in their grips somebody's stealing my heart
[ fiddle ]
there's a thief in my bedroom...
[ guitar ]
well somebody's kisses...
[ fiddle ]