Angel Eyes

His name was Joe Sweet talk and flow They met by the river right down by the boat There's a little bit of devil in her angel eyes The devil is the one who makes the angel cry Her name was Jane, just a pretty face Devil by night but angel by day All lightheaded but not a lot of brain Just crave the feeling of summer rain Sings in the shower for a couple hours Wait for the day when he brings rotten flowers Wait for the day when his words get sour Sweet then sour Sweet then, oh Guy fawkes got a little dizzy gun powder Dizzy gunpowder sweet then sour Speech is slurred Now i'm dizzy by the hour Sprinkle your shit, it's like kick getting louder Darlin' your scent is charming Oh darlin' your scent is charming Name was Lila liked to dance Had two left feet she took the chance Semantic spontaneity One way ticket straight to France Met old Wilson from the telly Oh, he craved pot noodles in his belly Said her big brown eyes looked like pots of honey Said he liked her smile like he likes her money Oh poke her and pull, play her a fool She played it cool He didn't know what he's got himself into If he knew, she ain't a fool Darlin' your scent is charming Oh, darlin' your scent is charming Front door closes Sings ring a roses Calms her down while she takes daily doses Looks in his eyes In his eyes hypnosis tears roll down but he takes no notice Face comes closer, hand on her shoulder Hand on her face while her hands get colder Grabs her neck fierce it no body odour Shuts her eyes, says it's fine he's not sober Darlin' your scent is charming Oh, darlin' your scent is charming Darlin' your scent is charming I said the devil's been at work tonight He's got what he wanted now he can't sit tight Oh, grabbed her face, saw her angel eyes Then said, "Have another sip of cherry wine," So she, had another sip of cherry wine