You wanna lay down with the devil, love
Then you best leave your virtues in the dust
I've got a history a decade long that says
I know what I need to know 'bout lust
You wanna shake hands with the devil, friend
Well then, hell, be my guest
There's always room for a little more trouble
'Fore we lay the nights to rest
You wanna come play in the orchard again
Just remember to savor the fruits of sin
Cause every bite is heaven, but
It's still got a hell of a kick.
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