They call her Angel
She's the devil's child
Just for the hell of it
She drives men wild

Just like the spider
Hypnotizing the fly
She works them over
Then she drains them dry

You can't deny her
Even though you try

She's a bird of prey
And she's getting her revenge
By tearing out the hearts
Of all the sad and family men

She's gonna love ya to death
Beware, there's evil in the dark
Her lovers all play a part
In some bizarre duet
She's gonna love ya to death
You're just a man without a name
Mixing passion with her pain

You'll feel the panic in your breathing
Lying there your body bleeding
Drowning in your seat (ah ah)
She's gonna love ya to death

She hands around the bar
And dressed to kill
If her perfume don't get 'em

Her leather pants will
But if she takes you home
You'll never survive
When the lovin's over
She'll eat you alive

She has a hanger
To be satisfied
Don't try to tell me
That her nightmare is a dream
I've felt her body quicken
And I've heard her mournful screams

Take her in your arms
Even though you're terrified
If you're on the road to hell
You might as well enjoy the ride
(She's coming for you)

She will cut
Then she'll watch you bleed
She will take you
With the Devil's speed
You want to break outta here
You want to be free

She will claw you back
You're on the slide
She will heat you up
Then watch you fry
You'll never get outta here
You'll never be free

(She's coming for you)
She's gonna love ya to death
Beware, there's evil in the dark
Her lovers all play a part
In some bizarre duet
She's gonna love ya to death
You're just a man without a name
Mixing passion with her pain

You'll feel the panic in your breathing
Lying there your body bleeding
Drowning in your sweat

She's gonna love ya to death
Beware, there's evil in the dark
Her lovers all play a part
In some bizarre duet
She's gonna love ya to death
You're just a man without a name
Mixing passion with her pain

Submitted by Michael Hack

Writer : JOHN PARR, BETSY DURKIN MATHES
Copyright : Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC