Verse 1 I slipped through those swingin’ doors like a thief in the night My horns under my hat I’d be hard to recognize With a lie on my lips And snakeskin on my feet I’m an old Dancehall Devil that’s me Verse 2 Well I slither across the hardwood I put my back up to the bar I order a double bourbon I light up my big cigar I look out across the...Learn More