I don't think I meant to but... I may have danced with the devil.
The night was so warm and I couldn't help the heat in my soul.
I shook with a passion that needed a fix so along came a charmer
with a strong arm and a cigarette. We danced until the sun was way into the night.
we danced until the moon once again saw light. I didn't think I done any wrong
until I felt my heart want more sin and more sin. So I let the heat grow cold in my soul
til the embers were just warm coals and I danced alone to see if maybe it was just me.
But his eyes and his hips and by god those cigarettes were all I could think on my mind.
I opened my eyes and to my surprise he was there again with a devilish grin and and a small
shiny tin. So I took his strong arms and a cigarette and kept on dancing on the night I will never forget.