Georgia Makes the Devil Her Toy

Lyrics

The Devil crept back to Georgia, His heart a smoldering wreck. Twice she’d won, left him undone, But he craved her spellbound neck. He found her lounging by a moonlit spring, Her skin aglow with wicked delight. “Georgia, you’ve won, but I ain’t done— Let’s tangle one last night.” She arched a brow, her lips a curve, “Devil, you’re bold to try. You’ve lost my game, but I’ll stake a claim, This time, you’re *mine* to fry.” She rose like smoke, her voice a hook, And pinned him with a stare. “Step to my tune, under this moon, Or crawl back to your lair.” Chorus: Embers in the night, her will’s the chain, Georgia’s got the Devil on a short rein. Silk and steel, she’s calling the play, The Devil’s just a toy in her sway. Georgia moved like a voodoo queen, Her touch a brand on his soul. Each sultry glance spun a tighter dance, And she took complete control. His pride dissolved in her honeyed grip, His pleas a whispered song. She wove her charm, disarmed his harm, And owned him all night long. When the sun spilled gold through the willow’s veil, The Devil was hers to keep. Bound by her spell, he couldn’t rebel, His heart in her hands ran deep. “Darlin’, you’re mine,” she purred with a grin, “My toy ‘til I say when.” She snapped her fingers, and off he slunk, To serve her again and again. Chorus: Embers in the night, her will’s the chain, Georgia’s got the Devil on a short rein. Silk and steel, she’s calling the play, The Devil’s just a toy in her sway. Outro: The Devil came down to Georgia, But Georgia claimed the prize. She turned that silver-tongued sinner Into a spark in her eyes.