Текст песни Steve Azar - Goin` To Beat The Devil (To See My Angel
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Flyin` down a flat track, bottle in a brown sackPistons pumpin` in a poor boy`s CadillacCross the Mississippi, crazy on the pale moonlightI`m goin` to beat the devilTo see my angel tonight yeahGotta go can`t stop smokin` like a chimney topHeart`s on fire got me heated up real hotBurnin` down the bayou like a lit stick of dynamiteI`m goin` to beat the devilTo see my angel tonightThere`s a little piece of Heaven down a snaky Louisiana roadSweeter than a taste of homemade wine and hotter Than TobascoTearin` up the retreads right foot full of leadAin`t slowin` down for alligators, copperheadsLike a runaway train barrelin` down the lineI`m goin` to beat the devil To see my angel tonightGet out of my wayThere`s a little piece of Heaven down a snakyLouisiana roadSweeter than a taste of homemade wine and hotterThan TobascoSkeeter filled swampland, shaky bridge quicksandRunnin` over potholes fast as I canOne left headlight leadin` me to paradiseI`m goin` to beat the devilTo see my angel tonightSay, I`m goin` to beat the devilTo see my angel tonightYeah, I`m goin` to beat the devilTo see my angel tonightAhh yeah, almost there