[Words and Music by Wayne Shanklin]
Jezebel, Jezebel
If ever the devil was born
Without a pair of horns
It was you
Jezebel, it was you
If ever an angel fell
Jezebel, it was you
Jezebel, it was you
If ever a pair of eyes
Promised paradise
Deceiving me, grieving me
Leavin' me blue
Jezebel, it was you
If ever the devil's plan
Was made to torment man
It was you
Jezebel, it was you
Could be better that I never know
A lover such as you
Forsaking dreams and all
For the siren call of your arms
Like a demon, love possessed me
You obsessed me constantly
What evil star is mine
That my fate's design
Should be, Jezebel
If ever a pair of eyes
Promised paradise
Deceiving me, grieving me
Leavin' me blue
Jezebel, it was you
If ever the devil's plan
Was made to torment man
It was you
Night and day, every way
Jezebel, Jezebel, Jezebel
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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolation,
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.
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