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Teksty: Bride. Drop. I'm The Devil.


Give me a convertible and a girl in a white dress
Jaster she says, I like that the best
Radio playing all her favorite tunes
Honey from my lips like sweet perfume
I may be an outlaw, but no rope around my neck
Shoot my way out, some lipstick and a stacked deck
Riding in the dark, kissing in the rain
Protect my reputation by changing my name

I'm the devil, if you want to loose your freedom
I'm the devil, if you have nothing to loose
I'm the devil, if you want it all now
I'm the devil, come here and take it

A burning cigarette and an ashtray full of tears
Through a cold bourbon glass
She can see her worst fears
I sit there burning, I'm the feverish lie
You'll find no truth in my distant eyes

If you can't go all the way then don't even start
Cause when you take my hand
You'll slide me your heart
I'm the wild horse that can't be tamed
Picture postcard that can't be framed

I'm the devil, if you want to loose your freedom
I'm the devil, if you have nothing to loose
I'm the devil, if you want it all now
I'm the devil, come here and take it

Come and take my hand everybody can
Come and take my hand everybody can

Mothers hide your babies
Teach your children what the good book says
Righteous never forsaken
Or their seed begging bread
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