Paroles de Adultery

This is a tale Of a boy of a man Of a girl of a wife For putting your hands Into trousers and knickers Can destroy a life Tension grows The signs of cavorting Still cling to his clothes Tension mounts He tell her that platonic love never counts A-dul-te-ry A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry A-dul-te-ry In every kitchen There's people who listen Through cracks in the walls So she plays the fly As he lets in his love Through a sullied back door She screams: "No!" Her eyes are transparently Starting to glow He shouts: "Yes!" And figures that it's a good time to confess To a-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry Tears in the morning A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry No signs of warning A-dul-te-ry He never said he loved her that much She never acts like she cared at all for conversation So when you're living without being touched There's no surprise that there will be deviation Everything's ending There's no use pretending Our couple are fine Her love is expiring While he sits perspiring Just playing out time Tension builds Just think of the children he wills as she spills Tears from eyes So tired and blinded by subtext and lies It's a-dul-te-ry A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry tears in the morning A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry No signs of warning A-dul-te-ry, A-dul-te-ry A-dul-te-ry