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When I first met the devil she was dancing at a club in New Orleans
She was begging with her body for a dollar half collapsed to her knees
Her wicked eyes were hollow, her silver lounge glistened when she'd speak
Her words from a language that I'd heard in my anguishing dreams
Now lord can you save me from this place that I'm in?
For the floors they're all painted an awful shade of sin
How I longed for the hour that I'd get to see my lovers face again
The men with their money they were finding it funny I believe
They could see it in my eyes all I'd wanted on that night was to leave
Now Lord can you save me from this place that I'm in?
For the floors they're all painted an awful shade of sin
How I longed for the hour that I'd get to see my lovers face again
I swear I'll raise her higher hold her tighter than I ever once did
Now lord can you save me from this place that I'm in?
For the floors they're all painted an awful shade of sin
How I longed for the hour that I'd get to see my lovers face again
I swear I'll raise her higher hold her tighter than I ever once did
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