Devil's Door - Slightly Stoopid

Heard you knockin’on the

Devil’s door

Come back tommorow baby

Cause he aint takin’any more

See you walkin’down on Bourbon street

I can tell you girl

Who the man is you’ve got to meet

Well he’s go the flashy diamonds

He’s got the brand new car

Says he’s got the kind of things

The kind of things that’ll take you far

An’alls you’ve got to give

Alls ya got to give

Is a just a little bit 'o lovin’girl

Whoa no no yeah

Just a little bit 'o lovin girl

Whoa no no yeah

Well like a vampire

She stalks the streets at night

Say’s he’s gonna give you every thing you want and more

If the time is right

And no you aint got

You aint got

To take

But any bit of his lovin’girl

No no oh yeah

Any bit of his lovin girl

Say money’s comin’in

But every thing is fine

Food on the fridge

And there’s plenty of time

To get you back up on top again

Its better than bein’at the bottom

In the bitter end

But i got you in the game

The story’s told

Devils come around

To take your soul

Said he wants to be your number one man

And tell you when to walk

And who to fuck

And when you can stand

The back seat of A limosine

But if you make a million dollars

Baby you’ll be the queen

Of it all

Oh no no yeah

You’ll be the queen of it all

Whoa no no yeah