Yes, I thought that you were true
When I fell in love with you
For you told me you always would play square
Then I learned you had a home
That your wife had not gone wrong
And our love was just a backstreet affair
Was too late to say no
When I found you’d fooled me so
For as time passed on I’d learned too much to care
Though I knew I must atone
But my will was not my own
I’m paying for that backstreet affair
You didn’t count the cost
You gambled and I lost
Now I must pay with hours of deep despair
You still can live your life
With a true, forgiving wife
But I can’t live down our backstreet affair
The love I gave so free
Is left to torture me
Though I know it’s hopeless and it isn’t fair
But, still I must go on
While the gossips spread are wrong
I’m paying for that backstreet affair