She helps me take off my coat and hat- br I know my sensuous woman’s where it’s at- br br To look into her hard brown eyes, br You know she’s young, but worldly wise br And those things she whispers in your ear br Are little more than lies... br br You know it’s an act, but somehow you don’t care, br You’ve got a warm sensuous woman lying there... br br Then, when you’re coming back from Heaven, br You turn to where she lies br And see that hard, sensuous woman br Lying there with tears in her eyes... br br Then you realize they’re tears of remorse br For what is called a sin br And that they’re tears of regret br For what it might have been...