Why do people whisper when they see me passing by?
It can't be because I'm clean, baby
Sunday it's the only day I wear a shirt and tie
I hear the word fool, fool but they won't tell me why
Maybe you know what they're talking about
Because where there's smoke there's fire

I worked eight hard hours, baby, you know that
And after that I bring it all home, I leave you're looking pretty, baby
With plenty time to do wrong, oh yeah
You take all day to go shopping, tell me what did you buy?
I only get five minutes of loving, baby
You know what, where there is smoke there is fire

I called this morning to tell you, to tell you, to tell you I love you
And the phone rang twenty five times
I know you're gonna [Incomprehensible] baby
But you say you was hanging clothes on the line
Listen once your cup was running over but now there's just a drought
My love is still strong, baby when did your love stop?

Where there's smoke there's fire
Too many excuses mean you told a lie, oh yes, you do now, baby
I don't believe you love me like you used to love me, oh no
Because I can see the smoke and the old folks told me
There's fire where there's smoke, I believe
I know, I know, baby, where there's smoke there's fire

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): D. PORTER, I. HAYES, N. ROSENBERG