The devil drove down to phoenix
He was looking for some mitts to steal
It was 105 and his wheel was on fire
And he was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man,
Wearing mitts to block out heat
Devil jumped out on the sidewalk then and said
Boy let me tell you what
I guess you didn't know it, but I live in phoenix too
And if your care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you
Now you drive pretty good with mitts on
But give the devil his due
I bet some mitts of gold to get your mitts
To think I'm a better driver than you
The boy said my names johnny
But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret, I'm the best driver there's ever been
Johnny get your mitts on now and drive down the street real hard
Cause hells bent loose in phoenix and the devil deals his cards
If you win you get those shiny mitts of gold
But if you lose the devil gets yours too...
The devil jumped into his car and said, im ready to steal
Fire formed around around his hands as he tried to grip the wheel
He pushed on the accelerator and it made an evil hiss
He turned on the radio station 5 and it sounded something like this:
(Insert demonic music)
