Lyrics

Shake The Devil You were born with a bad disposition, And a heart as cold as ice. Your tounge is sharp as a razor, It's cut me more than twice. Shake the Devil. Shake the Devil. I believe you could shake the devil, You could shake him all night. Standing face to face with the devil, Send him runnin' off in the night.
Writer(s): Tommy Bolin, Jeffrey Craig Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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