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Your ring stays, a silver lie
My phone buzzes, no reply
We meet in the hotel hallway
A stolen kiss behind the doorway
No one asks, no one can tell
We live inside a sweet, secret spell
Your touch is fire, skin is wet
This electric thrill is what we get
Red tablecloth, a hidden hand
Your fingers trace my wedding band
This guilty rush is what I planned
A secret that I can't understand
Red tablecloth, a hidden hand
Your fingers trace my wedding band
This taste of heaven is contraband
I follow your sweet commanding hand
No one asks, no one can tell
We live inside a sweet, secret spell
Your touch is fire, skin is wet
This electric thrill is what we get
Red tablecloth, a hidden hand
Your fingers trace my wedding band
This guilty rush is what I planned
A secret that I can't understand
Red tablecloth, a hidden hand
Your fingers trace my wedding band
This taste of heaven is contraband
I follow your sweet commanding hand