Sheila / Eric Andersen
There was a time I lived the life of women, song, and wine
Spent my nights in loving rooms where the ladies all were kind
Singing songs and spending all and being no ones slave
I still had style when the devil smiled and he took it all away
" Sheila can you help me I cannot go no higher
Sheila can you help me my head is all on fire "
I laughed at all the truth I saw in the life I had no more
For fame she was a one night stand and fortune but a whore
In the good times we were riding high til the good times all were gone
And I wasn't sure what the bad times were til the devil pushed me down
Now it's just a life of room to room where my lovers come no more
In the dream that I could beat the devil from my door
God it gets so lonesome when the fire is in your veins
When all you got is one last shot to get it right again.
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