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I saw him in the city,
Oh, how I feel for ya–'s dripping all over–it wasn't pretty.
You thought it'd never happen. Well, who ya kiddin'?
It's time to let it go, let it go.
Unless there's something goofy, like in the movies,
Like perhaps a body double, a doppelgänger.
He called you from her car while his hands were on her,
What an animal, animal.
Loud, say it loud and clear,
Something you don't
You don't want to hear.
Well... Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got the one who said he'd always love you,
He'd never leave you.
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got your boy, and he'll never let go!
Then at Tippitina's, you won't believe it,
I heard it from another–a New Orleanais.
Well, anything can happen, maybe his sister,
But he said she lived in Bend, Oregon.
That slip was something Freudian,
And once you notice, it's like peeling up an onion,
Layer by layer, lair by liar,
And it gets later and later.
And you haven't done a thing–done a thing.
Loud–say it loud and clear,
Something you don't want,
You don't want to hear.
Well... Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got the one who said he'd always love you, he'd never leave you.
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got your boy, and he'll never let go!
Ignore the sings, ignore the signs, ignore the signs of warning.
Ignore the sings, ignore the signs, ignore the signs of warning.
Loud–say it loud and clear,
Something you don't want,
You don't want to hear.
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got the one who said he'd always love you, he'd never leave you.
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got your boy, and he'll never let go!
(Ignore the sings, ignore the signs, ignore the signs of warning.)
(Ignore the sings, ignore the signs, ignore the signs of warning.)
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got the one who said he'd always love you, he'd never leave you.
Devil's got your boyfriend,
He's got your boy, and he'll never let go!
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