The Day The Devil Rode Into Town
Just My Imagination Or Is It?
Beautiful thing came into town dressed in all red.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the world stopped to hold its breath just to watch those long chocolate legs grace the sidewalk in 5-inch heels…
I could have sworn the devil smiled at me when she looked my way, nothing angelic about it at all...
And If I didn’t know any better (which I do) I’d a sworn I seen horns...
I’d have given that woman everything I owned only she vanished...
I’ll live 100 years and never forget the day the Devil rode into town...
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