You don't mess around with a man in black You will say something wrong that you can't take back You wll go for a ride in his automobile To a spot in the woods, just over the hill No, you don't mess around with a man in black You don't fool around with a woman in red You'll wake up alone in a cold, barren bed And she'll empty your pockets and tear out your heart And leave you the wounds of a life torn apart No, you don't fool around with a woman in red Oh, you never make deals with a man named Doc Or you'll have a gun in your hand by twelve o'clock
'Neath the sodium lights with your heart in your throat Your life won't amount to a bottle of smoke No, you never make deals with a man named Doc Don't bring me your tales of temptation and loss The rags of your dreams, your shattered cross You see, I've heard your confession, I know just who you blame And if you had it all back you'd just lose it again You can't think on redemption if you ain't saved Don't tell me your tales of temptation and loss; Don't bing me the pieces of your shattered cross