Lyrics

Get on Your horse ride out of town, before that law man comes around.
Hide your silver and your gold...slow sly, so fly...sell the deviol his own soul.

Everybody's got something to hide. Whatchu hidin' over there pretty mama?
If you meet my Average Evil Side, you better run for cover

Take out your papers and your hash, He's confiscating all your cash. And if you start to feelin' blue...well just be glad he broke the law instead of breaking you.

Everybody's got something to hide. Whatchu hidin' over there pretty mama?
If you meet my Average Evil Side, you better hide your eyes.

In this heartless armor I am clad. Purer than a wicked Galahad. Silenced all retorts with smoking gun.
Well you can't leave me now, you know the party's just begun so

Blame it on your evil side, Blame it on your evil side,
Blame it on your evil side, Blame it on your evil side,
Damn that's evil.

I can't control these too hot hands. From coast to coast a wanted man.
I steal your heart without a pause and keep the beat for my own treat. I tell you this because.

Everybody's got something to hide. Whatchu hidin' over there pretty lady?
If you meet my Average Evil Side, I did not do it. You cannot prove it. And that's the way it is.