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[Verse 1]
Buzzin' like a Friday on a Tuesday at a new place off the highway
Where I figured she ain't ever gonna go
Put a lot of rocks in a shiny box in
But he's listenin' to the same thing they've already heard a hundred times before

[Pre-Chorus]
It's like her ears were burnin'
It's like she knew the bourbon
Would have me hurtin'
Would have me talkin' 'bout her, yeah


[Chorus]
Speak of the devil, comin' in here
Lookin' hell while wearin' that fire red dress
Speak of the devil, heaven better help me too
Now that she's gonna be the death of me
She'll burn me again if I ain't careful
Speak of the devil, oh yeah, speak of the devil, speak of the devil

[Verse 2]
It's like she's got a sixth sense, she knows when, she knows when
To walk in, how to get me, how to tell me when I'm weak
How'm I supposed to say "no" when she gets close, when she looks so, so good
Gotta let her put a spell on me, yeah

[Chorus]
Speak of the devil, comin' in here
Lookin' hell while wearin' that fire red dress
Speak of the devil, heaven better help me too
Now that she's gonna be the death of me
She'll burn me again If I ain't careful
Speak of the devil, oh yeah, speak of the devil, speak of the devil

[Guitar Solo]

[Pre- Chrous]
It's like her ears were burnin'
It's like she knew the bourbon
Would have me hurtin'
Would have me talkin' 'bout her


[Chorus]
Speak of the devil, comin' in here
Lookin' hell while wearin' that fire red dress
Speak of the devil, heaven better help me too
Now that she's gonna be the death of me
She'll burn me again If I ain't careful
Speak of the devil, oh yeah, speak of the devil, speak of the devil

[Outro]
Speak of the devil (Her ears were burnin')

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