Polite Devil

[Intro] Soft hush, a question in the air [Verse] She said do you think that the devil has horns but she went on and said that he is polite. [Verse 2] Maybe he wears manners like a velvet coat, and mystery follows wherever he goes. [Chorus] Polite or not, the truth slips through. A little danger wears a friendly suit. Curiosity hums in me and you. [Outro] Till next tale, keep your questions bright.