Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
W Benton Oliver
Songwriter
Lyrics
I made a deal with the Devil, yeah
And I'm going down
Down to the bottom
Of the hole I been diggin'
My old patna, they call him Lester Lee
Look like he caught himself a case of leprosy
Couldn't find no lady wanna let him see
What she got nestled beneath her clothin'
Yeah
I felt for the fella, I told him "mess wit me"
We gon' find you a slice of heaven 'fore you Rest In Peace
We put our heads together and Blessed Be
We wrote the recipe for a love potion
I made a deal with the Devil, yeah
And I'm going down
Down to the bottom
Of the hole I been diggin'
The very next morning as he went to town
Lester sipped a swig of potion and he swished it 'round
Got a good buzz goin', then he spit it out
Thought "I'm in business now- this stuff's potent"
Yeah
Went to the red light district to pick a mistress out
Sniffed a Pretty Little Vixen like a chicken hound
Hit her with the elixir in a minute's count
She was smitten and how the men noticed
And Satan noticed too
I made a deal with the Devil, yeah
And I'm going down
Down to the bottom
Of the hole I been diggin'
Word of mouth like wildfire, we opened a shop
Business was boomin', the local men and women flocked
Love was in the air, the souls hopelessly lost
We'd watch 'em float down the block drunk on romance
Yeah
Late one night as we was closin' up shop
Lightning cracked, Lucifer showed up on the spot
Said "I like what y'all doin', cut me in on the action"
Me and Lester only could nod, fearfully frozen
I made a deal with the Devil, yeah
And I'm going down
Down to the bottom
Of the hole I been diggin'
The prince of darkness continued, "This seems like my jurisdiction
So I'ma make you an offer with the best of intentions
Y'all get rich on love liquor, gotta make a Goddamned living
I just want my percentage as a token"
Yeah
We shook and signed on line, and everything was official
Baphomet tipped his hat, and with a snap: Disapparition
We stood stock still, stunned, felt like the clock stopped tickin'
We'd found ourselves in a pickle with the Old Man
And Old Man Satan's cruel
I made a deal with the Devil, yeah
And I'm going down
Down to the bottom
Of the hole I been diggin'
Written by: W Benton Oliver