Mean Old Devil

Jesus Boy, is that you struttin around at this ungodly hour?!

I'm a mean old devil
Never 'gonna level with you boy, uh uh
And I'm a sly old devil
Nothing you can peddle to me, boy, uh uh
I've got the power to be man of the hour
Can help you change your mind
You got a chance to keep your pants
'Cause your daddy was a friend of mine

People think I'm faking
'Til I set spirits aching with
Cataracts and rheumatiz
And there's nothing better
Than a special letter
Saying they're not welcome in showbiz, yeah
I hate to tell you, you're gonna grow
Even though I think you're nuts
Since I can't destroy you
I'd love to employ you
But you'll probably hate my guts
Hate my very guts

Stick with me, I'll take you in the town
Buy you pot, and women and booze
And gold in sacks, forget the tax
Say, tell me the size of your shoes, boy

Aching to say, you're mistaken today
If you think you can outsell me, ha ha
Just remember well, I'm happy in my hell
With or without your company, ha ha

Achin to say, you're mistaken today
If you think you can outsell me
Just remember well, I'm happy in my hell
With or without your company

I'm achin to say, you're mistaken today
If you think you can outsell me, well well
Just remember well, I'm happy in my hell
With or without your company
Well, well, well

I'm a mean old devil, I'm never gonna level with you, boy, oh boy
And I'm a sly old devil, nothing you can peddle to me boy, uh uh