No Body No Crime

He did itHe did itEste's a friend of mineWe meet up every Tuesday night for dinner and a glass of wineEste's been losing sleepHer husband's acting different and it smells like infidelityShe says, "That ain't my merlot on his mouth""That ain't my jewelry on our joint account"No, there ain't no doubtI think I'm gonna call him outShe says"I think he did it but I just can't prove it"I think he did it but I just can't prove itI think he did it but I just can't prove itNo, no body, no crimeBut I ain't letting up until the day I dieNo, noI think he did itNo, noHe did itEste wasn't thereTuesday night at Olive Garden, at her job, or anywhereHe reports his missing wifeAnd I noticed when I passed his house his truck has got some brand new tiresAnd his…