The Hairstyle of the Devil

She was seeing two at exactly the same time She never mentioned you when she was round at mine But when you were round at hers you always made a scene 'Cause you only had ears for descriptions of the stranger she was seeing And what she saw in me was only what attracts The many girls I see behind their lovers' backs But what she saw in you, I could never work it out There was just one thing she found it turned you on to talk about The inexplicable charisma of the rival You said "Describe for me the hairstyle of the devil Is he passionate? (Don't answer!) Is he detached? (Don't answer that!) Does he please you in the sack? (Shut up, don't answer back!) Just tell him I'm dying to meet him" She called me up, she said she'd had enough Of all the paranoia you mixed up with your love We spent the night together, she woke me up at dawn And called an all-night taxi And when you came I was gone You found my comb behind her chest of drawers She said she'd slept alone but the bed was full of hairs And when you matched them up, beyond a shadow of a doubt The hairs belonged the Beelzebub And you began to puzzle out The inexplicable charisma of the rival You said "Describe for me the hairstyle of the devil Does he make you laugh? (Don't answer!) Does he earn a lot? (Don't answer that!) Does he dress you up in black? (Shut up, don't answer back!) Just tell him I'm dying to meet him" The inexplicable charisma of the rival With the luck and the hairstyle of the devil And so you gaze at the people all about In every stranger's face you try to make me out And when you meet me finally your horns will lock with mine For the beast rules with rivalry As the clock rules with time For the beast rules with rivalry As the clock rules with time For the beast rules with rivalry As the clock rules with time Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name