Sotto le lenzuola

The other night I cheated on her
and I got back at five.
Slowly under the sheets
I didn’t want to wake her up,
but the lamp next to her
lit up like her eyes,
she looked at me, I didn’t say a word,
I didn’t say a word and like Judas I kissed her,
ehey, ehey, ehey,
I didn’t play poker that night
but I was with her friend.
Looking at me it seemed like
she could read the truth
and with her hand caressing my lips
she forgave me for what she’ll never know.
I love her, only her,
but why the hell did I cheat on her?
The next evening I went out
for the usual poker game
I wished she would come
but she told me no.
"Go ahead, go, I’ll stay here
your friends are all over there
I’ll be awake when you come back,
when you come back" and then she said smiling
"ehey, ehey, ehey,
in poker, you know, you can’t play with three
and don’t play with my friend anymore."
From her eyes fell down
a tear tinted blue
and with my hand caressing her lips
I said "thank you, my love" and kissed her.

I love her, only her,
but why the hell did I cheat on her?
oh oh oh...
I love her, only her,
but why the hell did I cheat on her?
I love her, only her,
but why the hell did I cheat on her?