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King Solomon Hicks - What the Devil Loves (Harlem)
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King Solomon Hicks
King Solomon Hicks
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Kirk Yano
Kirk Yano
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Eric Krasno
Eric Krasno
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Neal Evans
Neal Evans
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Roger Earl
Roger Earl
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Tommy Mandel
Tommy Mandel
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Fred Koller
Fred Koller
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Tom Bishop
Tom Bishop
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King Solomon Hicks
King Solomon Hicks
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Kirk Yano
Kirk Yano
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The devil loves a rich man, rich man loves his gold Don't believe in nothin' that can't be bought or sold Right there on the money, it says 'In God We Trust.' Devil just sits waitin' till those dollars turn to dust Fire down below us, heaven up above We all got somethin' that we're hungry for That's what the devil loves Devil loves a poor man, poor man got to eat Devil loves to tempt him with the taste of something sweet Open up your Bible, there in Chapter One Adam bit that apple and the devil's job was done Fire down below us, heaven up above We all got somethin' that we're hungry for That's what the devil loves Devil loves a baby, laughs each time it cries Banking on that emptiness, building up inside Everything that's wicked, starts from some place pure One day you feel satisfied, the next day you're not sure Fire down below us, heaven up above We all got somethin' that we're hungry for That's what the devil loves
Writer(s): Fred Koller, Thom Bishop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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