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 ...