[Verse 1]
Heard you knockin' on the Devil's door
Come back tommorow, baby
'Cause he ain't takin' any more
See you walkin' down on Bourbon Street
I can tell you, girl
Who the man is you've got to meet
Well, he's got the flashy diamonds
He's got the brand new car
Says he's got the kind of things
The kind of things that'll take you far
An' alls you've got to give
Alls ya got to give
Is a just a little bit o' lovin', girl
Whoa, no-no, yeah
Just a little bit o' lovin', girl
Whoa, no-no, yeah

[Verse 2]
Well, like a vampire
She stalks the streets at night
Says he's gonna give you everything you want, and more
If the time is right
And no you ain't got, you ain't got to take
But any bit of his lovin', girl
No-no, oh yeah
Any bit of his lovin', girl
[Verse 3]
Said, money's comin' in, but everything is fine
Food on the fridge, and there's plenty of time
To get you back up on top, again
It's better than bein' at the bottom, in the bitter end
But I got you in the game
The story's told
Devil's come around
To take your soul
Said he wants to be your number one man
And tell you when to walk
And who to fuck and when you can stand
In the back seat of a limousine
But if you make a million dollars
Baby, you'll be the queen of it all
Oh, no-no, yeah
You'll be the queen of it all
Whoa, no-no, yeah