Walk into the room with that curious grin
Aint nobody need to know it, the actual shape Im in
But oh, who am I kiddin but me
Call you on a phone, I got nothin to say
Put my lips a little closer and stand there anyway
Cause oh, who am I kiddin but me, yeah
But oh, who am I kiddin but me, yeah
I hang from my desire like a rope swing on a tree
I kick a little higher singin, 'I Shall Be Released'
But oh, who am I kiddin but me, yeah
Oh, who am I kiddin but me, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Devils in the detail
Call you on the phone, I got nothin to say
Put my lips a little closer, I stand there anyway
Cause oh, who am I kiddin but me
Ay, you smell like sweet magnolias and Pentecostal residue
Id like to get to know ya, shake the holy fire right out of you
But oh, who am I kiddin but me
Say, who am I kiddin but me
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Devils in the detail
The devil in the detail
Devils in the detail, yeah