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Flyin' down a flat track, bottle in a brown sack
Pistons pumpin' in a poor boy's Cadillac
Cross the Mississippi, crazy on the pale moonlight

I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight, yeah

Gotta go, can't stop smoking like a chimney top
Heart's on fire, got me heated up real hot
Burnin' down the bayou like a lit stick of dynamite

Say, I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight

There's a little piece of Heaven
Down a snaky Louisiana road
Sweeter than a taste of homemade wine
And hotter than Tabasco

Tearin' up the retreads right foot full of lead
Ain't slowing down for alligators, copperheads
Like a runaway train barrelin' down the line

I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight

Get out of my way

There's a little piece of Heaven
Down a snaky Louisiana road
Sweeter than a taste of homemade wine
And hotter than Tabasco

Skeeter filled swampland, shaky bridge quicksand
Runnin' over potholes fast as I can
One left headlight leadin' me to paradise

I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight
Say, I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight
Yeah, I'm goin' to beat the devil
To see my angel tonight
Oh, yeah, almost there
Flyin' down a flat track, bottle in a brown sack   Pistons pumpin' in a poor boy's Cadillac   Cross the Mississippi, crazy on the pale moonlight      I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight, yeah      Gotta go, can't stop smoking like a chimney top   Heart's on fire, got me heated up real hot   Burnin' down the bayou like a lit stick of dynamite      Say, I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight      There's a little piece of Heaven   Down a snaky Louisiana road   Sweeter than a taste of homemade wine   And hotter than Tabasco      Tearin' up the retreads right foot full of lead   Ain't slowing down for alligators, copperheads   Like a runaway train barrelin' down the line      I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight      Get out of my way      There's a little piece of Heaven   Down a snaky Louisiana road   Sweeter than a taste of homemade wine   And hotter than Tabasco      Skeeter filled swampland, shaky bridge quicksand   Runnin' over potholes fast as I can   One left headlight leadin' me to paradise      I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight   Say, I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight   Yeah, I'm goin' to beat the devil   To see my angel tonight   Oh, yeah, almost there