The Tootsie Devil,» I describe a magical night at a bar where I meet a captivating woman who sings beautifully. She’s called the «Tootsie Devil,» and she seems to rise from the ashes of pain, offering a way to escape my struggles. I wonder about the meaning of life and feel alone, so I turn to drinks and smoke to get through the night. As the music fades, I find myself wishing for the Tootsie Devil to take me home, hoping for relief and connection.

Verse 1:

In the true appeal of magic rush 

Exquisite and purely divine 

An angel, can someone tell 

Walks into the bar tonight 

So she sang…

Chorus:

“The Tootsie Devil” she is 

Born of your ashes 

Depriving of your agony 

Finding the way 

The Tootsie Devil 

Your soul claims

Verse 2:

Wondering why, the meaning of life 

No substantial love that one can have 

Smoke the joint, drink up your glass 

Feel the night, let it pass

Chorus:

“The Tootsie Devil” she is 

Born of your ashes 

Depriving of your agony 

Finding the way 

The Tootsie Devil 

Your soul claims

 

When carried away, your pain is gone 

Life stolen, and in time 

Music fades off, asking the “Tootsie Devil” 

Please take me home!

Chorus:

“The Tootsie Devil” she is 

Born of your ashes 

Depriving of your agony 

Finding the way 

The Tootsie Devil 

Your soul claims

Outro:

The Tootsie Devil 

Please take me home 

The Tootsie Devil 

Please take me home