Water With The Wine - Joan Armatrading

Met him on a Monday

And he said he loved me so

Walked me to my door

Before I knew it to my living room

I thought there was no need for worry

When he took me in his arms

Drank some whisky

Hung his coat upon the stand

That’s when the music started

I heard the light switch click

I stumbled on a lost shoe

The fever’s starting

This man was getting hot

I got no strength to make him stop

I guess it’s too late

But I’ll know next time

To mix some water with the wine

The sun came pouring in at five

Upon my face

I felt the taste of last night’s love

Upon my lips

I wasn’t sure if I had dreamt it

Or had not

But there across the pillow was the face

I had forgot

That’s when he said he loved me

Could be the truth this time

He put his arms about me

Fever’s starting

This man was getting hot

I got no strength to make him stop

I guess it’s too late

But I’ll know next time

To mix some water with the wine