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 ....