Devil

God damn lord made you sexy when you're broken hearted
way you look around you make me weak in the knees
staring at the sky lord I know I need you
and maybe you could need me too

a dish best served over table wine
stay a while my little child and tell me what ails you
problems convoluted same as it ever was
slow down my little child or the devil will hear you speak

meanwhile back at the ranch

Who are you?