It’s a cheat-ing, sit — u — a — tion
A steal-ing, in-vi-ta-tion
To take what’s not real-ly ours
To make it through the mid-night hours
It’s a cheat-ing, sit -u — a — tion
Just a cheap im-i-ta-tion
Do-ing what we have, to do
When there’s no love at home
Verse 1:
There’s no use in pre-tend-ing
There’ll be a hap-py end-ing
Where our love’s con-cerned
Sweet-heart, we both know
We’ll take love where we find it
It’s all we’ve got, for we know they’re not,
Gon-na let us go
It’s a cheat-ing sit — u — a — tion
When there’s no love at home