[Verse 1] Theres a Gideons Bible in the drawer Bars on the windows, bars on the door Theres a woman whose last name I dont know Rolled up in the bed, sheet down on the floor Theres an old cracked mirror on the wall An empty bottle of alcohol Too much perfume on her clothes Theres too much candy up her nose Theres too much money in her purse Theres too much life that Ive lived worse Too many good deeds that I aint done Too many wars that I aint won [Chorus] The devils in my heart, hes on my mind Along with troubled souls of lost and time Livin my life riddled with sin Playing a game I just cant win Staying at El Diablo Inn [Verse 2] Outside in the front theres a Coup de Ville Polished up black with wire wheels Theres an old black man behind the desk Drinkin whiskey from his golden flask Theres a crossroads map behind his chair Years of hell in his silver hair [Chorus 2] The devils in his heart, hes on his mind Along with troubled souls of lost and time Livin his life riddled with sin Playing a game he just cant win Workin at El Diablo Inn
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