I put a dollar in the jukebox and played the blues
I bought a round of drinks at the bar like I sometimes do
I ask ole Joe just how long has it been
And as we speak of the devil she walks in
And hearts go to breaking while she goes to taking
Every fool who lays his eyes to rest on her
And I keep losing while she keeps choosing
Any fool she wants to take to the devil’s den
I’m getting restless but I’m trying to stay cool
So I ask a friend of mine for a game of pool
But she knows that I’m easy and I’ll give in
And as she makes her way toward me I’ll go again
And tonight I’ll be that fool in the devil’s den