The first time I met the Devil was at a Motel Six. She left Hell to spend a weekend on Earth just for kicks. Sexy little bitch, shorter than expected, about five foot five, getting thick in the breast and thighs. Beautiful, dark eyes and a strong stare, large lips, soft hands and long hair.
I said I’ll make you smile for the simple fact I’m good at it. I’ll make you smile just so I can sit and look at it.
The first time she met the Devil was at First Avenue, went back stage with him into the dressing room. Sexy ego trip, taller than expected, about six foot three seemed to thrive on his misery. Critical observant big words, sweaty hair, sunken eyes and thick nerves.
She said I’ll make him smile for the simple fact that he needs it. I’ll make him smile just so I can kill it and eat it.