It's hell in the morning to look at you lying in my bed
You must be crazy 'cause you're driving me insane
ANother morning after you know I'm wishing you were dead Maybe hit by a truck, rammed by a train
I'm just like a devil
You're just like a witch
You only like me because I scratch your itch
I'm too much a bastard, you just llike to bitch
I'm just like a devil, you're my witch You wonder why I save my dough
Then wonder why you have to pay my way
I drag my ass into work, I hate my job, you know my boss is gay
You're finger licking good
I should give you up, walk away I know I should
But the fact still remains In the midnight hour the smell of love filling up the room
I keep my horns nice and sharp to keep you quick on your broom
I like to lower the boom You like to raise lots of hell
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