| D | |
| There's a new guy in town |
| He's been dragging around |
| G | A | D | |
| He's the | figure of | youth |
| D | |
| And his eyes are so blue |
| And they're looking at you |
| G | A | D | |
| So | tell me the | truth |
| G | A | D | G | |
| Well, | well, he's got | stories to | tell |
| G | A | D | |
| He bites off | more than he | chews |
| G | A | D | G | |
| Well, | well, is he | ringing your | bell |
| G | A | D | |
| My heart is | breaking in | two |
| And his skin is so fair |
| And it shines like his hair |
| As he stands so aloof |
| With an indolent air |
| And an insolent stare |
| That just shutters the truth |
| Well, well, is he ringing your bell |
| My heart is breaking in two |
| Well, well, he'll be rotting in hell |
| For playing the devil with you |
| Bm | G | |
| Is it al | ready too late |
| Bm | G | |
| No point | shutting the gate |
| Bm | G | |
| Have you already | swallowed the bait |
| A | ring out | |
| and you're | gone |
| As he knocks you down cool |
| As you lose all control |
| To this slip of a youth |
| I see fire in his eyes |
| I see ice in his smile |
| And I'm learning the truth |
| Well, well, he's got stories to tell |
| Of love that is long overdue |
| Well, well, who is under his spell |
| Is paying the devil his due |
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