Cheatin’ Is Songtext
von Barbara Fairchild
Cheatin’ Is Songtext
Cheatin′ is a thing that starts when you bring
Two lonely people face to face with a brand new kiss
She blames him, he blames her
But neither one is ever quite sure which way it really is
And all of the time in the back of their minds
They know they're gonna have to lie ′bout where they've been
Cheatin' is a thing that′ll take a little ring
And break it into pieces that′ll never go together again
Cheatin' is the part of lovin′ that starts
When true love isn't what lovers are looking for
A stranger here, a stranger there then you turn around and swear
That you′ll never go back for more
And lying at night when you're holding him tight
Is something that a cheater′s heart just has to learn
Cheatin' is a thing that's guaranteed to bring
Two unhappy people to the point of no return
The worst of cheatin′ is the sad little kids
Hangin′ in the middle while mommy and daddy choose
Cheatin' is a game where nobody wins
And the ones that aren′t big enough to play are the ones who lose
Two lonely people face to face with a brand new kiss
She blames him, he blames her
But neither one is ever quite sure which way it really is
And all of the time in the back of their minds
They know they're gonna have to lie ′bout where they've been
Cheatin' is a thing that′ll take a little ring
And break it into pieces that′ll never go together again
Cheatin' is the part of lovin′ that starts
When true love isn't what lovers are looking for
A stranger here, a stranger there then you turn around and swear
That you′ll never go back for more
And lying at night when you're holding him tight
Is something that a cheater′s heart just has to learn
Cheatin' is a thing that's guaranteed to bring
Two unhappy people to the point of no return
The worst of cheatin′ is the sad little kids
Hangin′ in the middle while mommy and daddy choose
Cheatin' is a game where nobody wins
And the ones that aren′t big enough to play are the ones who lose
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