I met a woman at the laundry mat

She left her sock in my dryer

I met a woman in a yellow cap

It said brimstone and fire

I said is this luck ? With just a glance

She smiled, and I thought, is this a sign ?

From above or below ? ... Oh no ... Brimstone ...

Brimstone and fire ...

The next week at the cinema

She pur her hand on my shoulder

She almost kissed me walking home

And I didn't even scold her

Then I said where is this leading with just a heavy sigh

I quickened my pace and she was following

as if her heart would never tire

Brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire ...

Now we have dinner every Saturday

I make spaghetti, she brings cake

I make spaghetti with tomato sauce,

Because that's all I can make

And when she lights the candles

I think, here we go ...

But it's so pleasant after all

And I say very low

Don't forget to light the fire

Brimstone and fire ...

Brimstone and fire ...

Brimstone and fire ...