[Verse 1]

Heard you knockin' on the Devil's door

Come back tommorow, baby

'Cause he ain't 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 got 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

[Verse 2]

Well, like a vampire

She stalks the streets at night

Says he's gonna give you everything you want, and more

If the time is right

And no you ain't got, you ain't got to take

But any bit of his lovin', girl

No-no, oh yeah

Any bit of his lovin', girl

[Verse 3]

Said, money's comin' in, but everything is fine

Food on the fridge, and there's plenty of time

To get you back up on top, again

It's better than bein' at the bottom, in the bitter end

But I got you in the game

The story's told

Devil's 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

In the back seat of a limousine

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