Satan's Child

She's got eyes, red like the devil
She's got style, she is like a rebel
She's got balls, balls of steel
She has a real good sex appeal!

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan
Devil's cry, child of Satan

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan

She drinks booze, she knows her label
She plays cards, hard on the table
She rides a bike with pants so hot
She takes out with a one kill shot!

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan
Devil's cry, child of Satan

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan

She is like a piece of Eden
But you'll see an apple uneaten

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan
Devil's cry, child of Satan

Satan's child, child of Satan
Running wild, child of Satan
Flying high, child of Satan

Ahhh



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Bloemers, Justin Evans, Liam Croon
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