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The Devil is a Woman
The Devil is a woman
This I rightly know
I met her one dark evening
Many sad sad moons ago
She burned me with desire
She betrayed me with a kiss
She fanned for me the flames of hell
And made it look like bliss
With the fiery gates between her legs
A pitchfork on her tongue
She made me sing the saddest song
That e'er could be sung
Her presence in my life
was as a passing storm'
I know we'll meet again some day
She's always changing form
Now while im waiting for my true angel
To make her presence known
I can look back on that experience
And see how much ive grown
Im not angry with that woman
Nor do I dispise her
For what ive learned has in turn
Made me that much wiser
This I rightly know
I met her one dark evening
Many sad sad moons ago
She burned me with desire
She betrayed me with a kiss
She fanned for me the flames of hell
And made it look like bliss
With the fiery gates between her legs
A pitchfork on her tongue
She made me sing the saddest song
That e'er could be sung
Her presence in my life
was as a passing storm'
I know we'll meet again some day
She's always changing form
Now while im waiting for my true angel
To make her presence known
I can look back on that experience
And see how much ive grown
Im not angry with that woman
Nor do I dispise her
For what ive learned has in turn
Made me that much wiser
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