Three in the morning came without a warning Wound up with some old buccaneers Tellin' lies about the time I won the Nobel Prize Guess who bought all the beers Well, you'd think I'd have tamed my old dragons by now I've always tried to be a good scout But every now and then they come swoopin' in Saying, "Bubba, it's time to go out"
Now it's fun to wake up in a strange chateau After racing 'round Paris in a Deux Chevaux My wingman's crashing but I'm not flying solo 'Cause he traded places with the devil I know Devil I know, devil I know
Well, life can be confusing but things need excusin' To separate the turns from the twists If I had a Richter scale for spouting forked tales We'd all be high on that shit list Well, the hitch to living hard is when you drop your guard And wind up in a headline or a cell Then compromise, or worse, apologize Welcome to the world of sinkin' spells
Messing with my mind was fun at the time Tossing to and fro in a tricky undertow Deviants and derelicts, lurking high and low Ridin' shotgun with the devil I know Devil I know, devil I know Let's go ridin', devil
There were times, there were places We played near and far From the old Anchor Inn to the Suez Canal bar From the Kraken to Manhattan Le Select to Old Saigon Mojitos in Havana Timbuktu 'til dawn
Three in the mornin', feral cats are yawnin' Full moon sinking in the bay Spoonbills in flight, oh, what a sight As I sip on my cafe au lait Well, the birds got me thinkin' 'bout going day drinkin' A hall pass to be the old me Don't need hops and barley to throw a little party Senorita, una mas iced tea
Hell, it's fun to go fishing on a new slack tide Wake up living life on the flip side Them dragons ain't gone, but they're fading like an old tattoo Lots of mystery in the history of the devils I knew Devils I knew, devils I knewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
