Baby Was the Devil - Robert Francis, The Night Tide

My baby was the devil had her head in my lap

We were moving —

I never been addicted when one was in love

When a love winds up mine

I said, Hey, little mama!

Hey, little gun!

Now, why you gotta do me like this?

It’s the same idea that got us here to start

Now you close your eyes at the scare of your heart

My baby was the devil and I gave her my soul

My baby was the devil and she wanted it all

We were driving down the boulevard below our dreams

I was watching myself —

I said, Hey, little mama!

Hey, little gun!

Now, why you gotta do me like this?

It’s the same idea that got us here to start

Now you close your eyes at the scare of your heart

I said, Hey, little mama!

Hey, little gun!

Now, why you gotta do me like this?

It’s the same idea that got us here to start

Now you close your eyes at the scare of your heart

Now you close your eyes at the scare of your heart

Now you close your eyes at the scare in your car