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Saturday evening your honey and you, lay back on the sofa watching the tube. The telephone rings, you jump to your feet, Dont answer that honey I know its for me
Sneaking around, sneaking around, midnight romances the wrong side of town. You build it all up and you tear it all down aint no good can come from your sneaking around.
You put on your coat and sweetly you smile, you say youre gonna step out for a while. Down to the tavern for just one or two. She knows where youre going cause she aint no fool.
Sneaking around, sneaking around, midnight romances the wrong side of town. You build it all up and you tear it all down aint no good can come from your sneaking around.
Its 3 in the morning as you stumble in, she aint there to ask you where have you been. The house is all empty, shes nowhere around, she got too lonely from your sneaking around.
Sneaking around, sneaking around, midnight romances the wrong side of town. You build it all up and you tear it all down aint no good can come from your sneaking around.
Sneaking around, sneaking around, midnight romances the wrong side of town. You build it all up and you tear it all down aint no good can come from your sneaking around.