Driving through the night In my firebird Not a soul in sight These might be my last words
Burning past the desert plains Must have been insane Screaming like a bat out of hell Wheels of fire a demon's tale
He pulled beside me Couldnt see his face Reving his engine to race Hit the gas I was itchin to burn Didn't know it might be my turn
When you race with the devil You better be faster than hell ...faster than hell
He was fast and hot on my trail In the mirror my face turned pale Ol' scratch behind the wheel Out for blood in for the kill
Teetop's down wind's in my hair Saw his sinister stare Hit the pedal the engine was gunning Give the devil a run for his money
We raced from dusk until dawn Looked back the race was still on From behind felt the heat on my neck He wanted my soul I left a rain check
When you race with the devil You better be faster than hell ...faster than hell
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