I met a woman at the laundry mat She left her sock in my dryer I met a
woman in a yellow cap It said brimstone and fire I said is this luck ?
With just a glance She smiled, and I thought, is this a sign ? From above
or below ? ... Oh no ... Brimstone ... Brimstone and fire ...
The
next week at the cinema She pur her hand on my shoulder She almost kissed
me walking home And I didn't even scold her Then I said where is this
leading with just a heavy sigh I quickened my pace and she was
following as if her heart would never tire Brimstone and fire, brimstone
and fire ...
Now we have dinner every Saturday I make spaghetti, she
brings cake I make spaghetti with tomato sauce, Because that's all I can
make And when she lights the candles I think, here we go ... But it's
so pleasant after all And I say very low Don't forget to light the
fire
Brimstone and fire ... Brimstone and fire ... Brimstone and
fire ...