Текст: Natalie Merchant. She Devil (Outake).

Look out she's coming at ya
Big dark eyes like Cleopatra
The eyes of a femme fatale

Bet you get the ominous feeling
A cold blooded creature in the dark
Is stealing toward you
You best beware, take care

She's better than a work of fiction
Half ingenue, half a vixen
Your little paper doll

But brother she's a wicked sister
Subtle and sly, watch it mister
And take my advice, stay away
Or number your days

Opiate clouds surround you
An addiction to love has found you out
Half out of your mind

Fool, when I think about you
I want to wrap my arms around you
And tell you more than words can say

She devil, she conquer, she devil, you want her
You're unaware
Tonight of the danger everywhere

My poor little sleeping giant
Dreaming warm and silent
Where has your Delilah gone?

Why don't you wake and see through
Every way that she's deceived you
How she moves within?

See, everything the woman touches
It withers and dies in her clutches
Why should your fate be
Any different from these?

Oh, well I've heard about you
Every word that's said about you
The man in the silvery web

He fell for the sweet persuasion
Of a black widow spider now nothing can save him
Now it's just a matter of time

She devil, she conquer, she devil, you want her
You're unaware
Tonight of the danger everywhere

She devil, she conquer, she devil, you want her
You're well aware
Tonight of the danger everywhere
But you don't care