For ones in his life he dropped the charade She was gorgeous and glowing - a sweet serenade He could have gone up but he opted to stay He could see the gates of glory but the devil had his tail Imagine that She said, could it be you by the back stairs? She said, could it be you by the back stairs? Imagine that He could have gone up but he opted to stay Along with the devil - he swaggered and swayed She thought she could see him - could it be true? He thought she was waving - but she was just grasping for a clue Could it be you by the back stairs? Could it be you by the back stairs? He should have gone up