Diablo Motors had a hell of a sale
Downtown yesterday
Word got around, no money down
Take years and years to pay
When I got there the lot was bare
But the salesman said, “Hold on,
For a little cash, I gotta two-tone Nash
Out behind the barn.”
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
With a nine-foot grand, a ten-piece band
And a twelve-girl chorus line
I’d raise some loot in a three-piece suit
Give ’em one dance for a dime
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
Well, he said, “Friend, it ain’t the end,
Let’s see what I can do.
If you own a home, I’ve got a loan
Tailor made for you.”
Then above the racket, a voice in my jacket
Said, “I’ll tote the note.”
The devil made me do it, talked me in to it
And that was all she wrote.
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
With a nine-foot grand, a ten-piece band
And a twelve-girl chorus line
I’d raise some loot in a three-piece suit
Give ’em one dance for a dime
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
They say debt is a bottomless pit
Where the devil likes to play
I’d sell my soul to get out of this hole
But there’d be hell to pay
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
With a nine-foot grand, a ten-piece band
And a twelve-girl chorus line
I’d raise some loot in a three-piece suit
Give ’em one dance for a dime
If the devil danced in empty pockets
He’d have a ball in mine
