The Hairstyle of the Devil

She was seeing two at exactly the same time
 She never mentioned you when she was round at mine
 But when you were round at hers you always made a scene
 'Cause you only had ears for descriptions of the stranger she was seeing
 And what she saw in me was only what attracts
 The many girls I see behind their lovers' backs
 But what she saw in you, I could never work it out
 There was just one thing she found it turned you on to talk about
 The inexplicable charisma of the rival
 You said "Describe for me the hairstyle of the devil
 Is he passionate? (Don't answer!)
 Is he detached? (Don't answer that!)
 Does he please you in the sack? (Shut up, don't answer back!)
 Just tell him I'm dying to meet him"
 She called me up, she said she'd had enough
 Of all the paranoia you mixed up with your love
 We spent the night together, she woke me up at dawn
 And called an all-night taxi
 And when you came I was gone
 You found my comb behind her chest of drawers
 She said she'd slept alone but the bed was full of hairs
 And when you matched them up, beyond a shadow of a doubt
 The hairs belonged the Beelzebub
 And you began to puzzle out
 The inexplicable charisma of the rival
 You said "Describe for me the hairstyle of the devil
 Does he make you laugh? (Don't answer!)
 Does he earn a lot? (Don't answer that!)
 Does he dress you up in black? (Shut up, don't answer back!)
 Just tell him I'm dying to meet him"
 The inexplicable charisma of the rival
 With the luck and the hairstyle of the devil
 And so you gaze at the people all about
 In every stranger's face you try to make me out
 And when you meet me finally your horns will lock with mine
 For the beast rules with rivalry
 As the clock rules with time
 For the beast rules with rivalry
 As the clock rules with time
 For the beast rules with rivalry
 As the clock rules with time
 Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name
 Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name
 Pleased to meet you, hope you've guessed my name