High on the hill with the lonely goat
She's tall and blonde and she likes the way that goes with the boys
She's always had him by the throat

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

She believes in God and I suppose, so do I
She was brought up so long in me so right
That I wouldn't say that to your face
I'd just say: I don't understand your way

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

I want to live with Justine in Alexandria
And we would talk about the [?]
I wouldn't say that to your face
I'd just say: I don't understand your way

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let the devil go