He don't always come at midnight
Burnin' red and talking sin
But he knows how to play it just right
If you gonna let him in
Sleek along and brings you roses
He's always got the words to say
Just enough so you don't notice
That you ain't nothing but his prey
Sometimes the worst of 'em have the best disguises
He'll go as far as it takes to stay in hiding
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
'Bout the devil
Don't you know 'bout the devil
Think you know just where to find him
High atop his fiery throne
But it's the places you ain't lookin'
That he likes to make his home
Might be the sharpest dressed on Sunday
Sing the loudest in the choir
But by the time he gets to Monday
He's had his hands back in the fire
Sometimes the worst of 'em have the best disguises
He'll go as far as it takes to stay in hiding
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
Oh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
'Bout the devil
Don't you know 'bout the devil
'Bout the devil
Don't you know 'bout the devil
He's a gentleman
'Bout the devil
Don't you know 'bout the devil
Ooh, don't you know, don't you know
'Bout the devil, he's a gentleman
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