Well I spoke to the devil

I told him to go to HELL!

He said

"Hey, boy I just come from there."

So I said

"Well," (well)

He smiled like a shark

Old teeth, pretty teeth

Sharp teeth, pretty sharp

He looked like an inspector

With bright green eyes

Green thin fingers

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa pointing…

Don't you know he was right?

Sitting on your high horse

When the cowboys come for me

Its sucha a crude form of transport

A means to an end

And an end and an end and an end

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

Pretty pretty, sharp teeth all in a row…..

Face to face

Don't look a gift-horse in the mouth

And next time

Taste the taste

The sweet-sweet bittersweet taste of excess…

Well, well, yes!

Ahh, he said he was a a peekish boss

A broken bed of nails

Nails on fingers

My-My-My

My-My Fingers!

Sitting on your high horse

When the cowboys come for me

Its sucha a crude form of transport

A means to an end

And an end and an end and an end

(x2)

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

Pretty pretty, sharp teeth all in a row

And I know (know)

We want to dance together

He licked his eyebrows clean

Say My-my-my I'm so impressed

I'm in distress, ITS YOUR DRESS!

Oh no Baby …….(?)

I do declare! Oh noooo........ OW!

And for the last time...

Well I spoke to the devil

I told him to go to HELL!

He said

"Boy, I just come from there"

I said

"Well, well, well…."

Oh well, well, well!

He smiled at me and

Lifts his jaw, folded wings a flood (?)

And if we can fly then we can go

To hell, hell, hell....

"Well hell's a hard place my boy."

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

PRETTY!

Sharp teeth, pretty sharp

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

Pretty sharp

Pretty pretty…

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

With sharp hooks and big teeth

Sharp teeth and (?)

Sharp teeth, pretty teeth

Sharp, sharp, sharp, sharp....SHARP