Tekster: Judas Priest. Genocide. Cheater.

I got home late this evening, stumbled up the stair
I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked to the bedroom there
My woman with a man was lyin' fast asleep
I felt a rage inside me, control, I couldn't keep

She was a cheater

I reached the dressing table, kicked away the door
I gripped the cold black metal, a loaded .44
By this time they're awake and they don't know what to do
I scream, "You cheatin' bitch, here's what I think of you"

You are a cheater

They both pleaded for mercy, I said, "No way
When you do this upon me, you have no say
I treated you so real good and this is what you do
Oh no, I've finished with you, your time is through?

You are a cheater

If you need a cheater
There's nobody sweeter than this one
There's no neater
Come on here and meet her

Cheater, cheater, cheater
Come on and meet her
Cheater, cheater, cheater
There's nobody sweeter
Cheater, cheater