you know you got trouble when you call on the phone
a stranger tell you that your baby ain’t home
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack
baby’s on the sly, sneakin’ behind your back

you know you got trouble when you knock on the door
another one slams at the back of the porch
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack
baby’s on the sly, sneakin’ behind your back

you know you got trouble when you walk in the hall
you see your poor picture faced against the wall
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack
baby’s on the sly, sneakin’ behind your back

you know you got trouble when the man bring the mail
the dog don’t bark he just wags his tail
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack
baby’s on the sly, sneakin’ behind your back

you know you got trouble when you go down town
all the guys at the bar want to buy you a round
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack
baby’s on the sly, sneakin’ behind your back

yeah baby’s on the sly, sneaking behind your back
oh boy ‘bout to get a blues attack

Speak of the Devil