Let me tell you bout a man
5'8 swears that he's 5'10
6 feet down is where I am
Blue jeans, porn stache above his lips
Should've run before that second spliff
Cuz I know what he's tryin' to hit
It's not the spliff
The Devil's not in hell
He's with the boys at the bar
On the Eastside baby
Starin' at himself
Blowin' smoke I hope those spirits
Take him away
Before it's too late
Meet one swear you've met em all
Chasin' PBR's with Adderall
All his exes are crazy
It's not his fault
It's never his fault
Dark Eyes, talkin sweet as sin
Nice guy as long as you give in
Blink twice he's fuckin' all your friends
And that's the evidence that
The Devil's not in hell
He's with the boys at the bar
On the Eastside baby
Starin' at himself
Blowin' smoke I hope those spirits
Take him away
Before it's too late
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You little fucking bitch!
The Devil's not in hell
He's with the boys at the bar
On the Eastside baby
Starin' at himself
Blowin' smoke I hope those spirits
Take him away
Before it's too late
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