Angels are in her eyes and the devil is in her soul
with room for both to come inside and grow.
Heaven comes down into her gentle smiles
and the devil’s in charge of her wicked wiles.
Her skirts are up high for the eyes of the fools
as she mounts her steed with the spiking hooves.
She races from the dark into the beaming light
with her thighs in view for a thrilling night.
From their love stained bed she rises up in the morn
with a plan in her head from the devil born.
Her new slave that he is, is part of her scheme
to slay her jilted lover and become a team.
Then she became the jilted one
and out of his dream.
Behind bars is her new home of the future
with all the misery that she can endure.
Her days of glory went by on that night
to her lover’s bed before he went out of sight.
Some fools aren’t fools and do what is right.