Текст песни Kevin Fowler - Speak Of The Devil

Heaven sent an angel to me
To save me form life’s misery
She seemed to fall right out of the sky
I caught her here in my arms
Well life was pretty peachy, things were really keen
All of a sudden, man, the old gal got mean
Her wings fell off, she started turning red
And that old broken halo fell right off of her head
Yeah,

Speak of the devil here she comes
Yeah, she’s got this poor boy on the run
Oh I’d swear she’s got horns and a tail
A pitch fork and a book of spells
Speak of the devil here she comes
And here I go..

Fallen angel fell from Grace
They kicked her out of that heavenly place
She was a raising hell and breaking all the rules
Telling lies, breaking hearts, being mean and cruel
So now she’s down here on earth
Doing the devils dirty work
Stealing the soul of every man she can find
Sweet lips and pretty eyes
Oh they were a thin disguise
My little angel was a devil all along
Oh…

Speak of the devil here she comes
Yeah, she’s got this poor boy on the run
Oh I’d swear she’s got horns and a tail
A pitch fork and a book of spells
Speak of the devil here she comes
And here I go..

Trying to duck, trying to dodge, trying to shake her
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, I Can’t Escape her
She’s everywhere I go she knows my every move
Oh I know I’m bound to loose
Oh…

Speak of the devil here she comes
Yeah, she’s got this poor boy on the run
Oh I’d swear she’s got horns and a tail
A pitch fork and a book of spells
Speak of the devil here she comes
And here I go..

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Speak of the
Speak of the devil here she comes
Speak of the
Speak of the
Speak of the devil here she comes
Speak of the
Speak of the
Speak of the devil here she comes

Speak of the devil here she comes
And here I go