Kevin Fowler - Speak Of The Devil

Heaven sent an angel to me
To save me from a life of misery
She seemed to fall right out of the sky
I caught her here in my arms
well lifes really peachy
things are realy keen
all the sudden that ol gal got mean
her wings fell off

she started turnin red
that ol broken halo fell right offa her head, yeah

speak of the devil here she comes
shes got this poor boy on the run
well i 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

Thought an angel
fell from grace
they kicked her outta that heavenly place
she was a raisen hell
and breakin all the rules
tellin lies, breakin hearts
bein mean and cruel
well nows shes down a here on earth
doin the devil's dirty work
stealin the soul of every man she can find
her sweet lips, her pretty eyes
oh they were a thin disguise
my little angels a devil all along

speak of the devil here she comes
she's got this poor boy on the run
well i swear she's got horns and a tail
a pitchfork and book of spells
speak of the devil here she comes
and here i go
try to duck
try to dodge
try 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

speak of the devil here she comes
shes got this poor boy on the run
well i swear she's got horns and a tail
a pitchfork and book of spells
speak of the devil here she comes
here i go
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
now here i go