Lyrics

Whatcha' doin' babe
Why don't you come up to my room
You can lie in my bed
You can ride on my broom
There's so many things
Baby that I want to do

CHORUS:
I'd make a deal with the Devil
Just to get a taste of you
I'd make a deal with the Devil
Before I'm through

People in the hallway
You may hear them say
She was with Rasputin
And maybe Dorian Gray
Don't believe them
Not a word of it is true

CHORUS:(Repeat)

Bridge:
Part your lips and close your eyes
You won't feel a thing
When I'm done with what I do
Death will lose its sting

Time is like a speeding train
It sets my nerves on fire
Oh my, my I can't control
The heat of my desire
Find me a clock
With hands that never move

CHORUS:(Repeat)