You dressed like the devil at my girlfriend's party
with a calling card that wasn't yours.
I wanted you then,
but the ring on my finger
made me want you that much more.
It's been a month, but I still remember
your face concealed in shades of red.
I couldn't make out who you might have been,
so I fantasized instead.
Always the angel who desires fire,
I wish I knew your name.
Red Devil, got you on my mind
but I've got to stay out of the flame.
Oh, I've got to stay out of the flame.
I think about you, but you’d never know me,
you in your sexy, red disguise.
I fill in your blanks
with the perfect you
and what I can't recall, I improvise.
And when I'm lost and I have no purpose,
I find you in the darkest dark.
Don't know your name, but you’re in my mind.
I feel your grip around my heart.
Always the angel who desires fire,
I wish I knew your name.
Red Devil, got you on my mind
but I've got to stay out of the flame.
Oh, I've got to stay out of the flame.
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