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I saw the light on the night that I passed by her windowI saw the flickering shadows of love on her blindShe was my womanAs she deceived me I watched and went out of my mindMy, my, my DelilahWhy, why, why, Delilah?I could see, that girl was no good for meBut I was lost like a slave that no man could freeAt break of day when that man drove away I was waitingI crossed the street to her house and she opened the doorShe stood there laughingI felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no moreMy, my, my DelilahWhy, why, why, Delilah?So before they come to break down the doorForgive me, Delilah, I just couldn't take any moreShe stood there laughingI felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no moreMy, my, my DelilahI am the N-B-T