That Suits Me

Well, the devil wears those hypocrite shoes
Well, that suits me
Devil wears those hypocrite shoes
Well, that suits me
Devil wears those hypocrite shoes
If you don't mind, he'll step on you
Well, that suits me

Well, if this ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
Well, that suits me
This ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
Well, that suits me
If this ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
I never really felt any love before
Well, that suits me

Well, tobacco and snuff you better quit
That suits me
Tobacco and snuff you better quit
That suits me
Tobacco and snuff you'd better quit
When you get to heaven there's nowhere to spit
That suits me

Oh, the rich man died, he lived so well
That suits me
Rich man died, he lived so well
That suits me
Rich man died, he lived so well
When he died he got a home in Hell
That suits me

Oh, Satan like a snake in the grass
That suits me
Satan like a snake in the grass
That suits me
Satan like a snake in the grass
Always on some Christian's ass
That suits me

Well, if this ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
That suits me
This ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
Well, that suits me
If this ain't the holy ghost, I don't know
I never really had any love before
That suits me



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