He wore that cowboy hat to cover up his horns.
Sweet-talkin´ forked tongue haf a temptin´ charm.
Before I turned around, that girl was gone.
All I can say is: "Bartender, pour me somethin´ strong."

Here´s to the past, they can kiss my glass.
I hope she´s happy with him.
Here´s to the girl, who wrecked my world,
That angel who did me in.
I think the devil drives a Coupe de Ville.
I watched ´em drive away over the hill,
Not against her will, an´ I´ve got time to kill,
Down in Brokenheartsville.

It was long on chrome, sittin´ in the lot.
An´ fire engine red, that thing was hot.
He revved it up, she waved goodbye.
Well, love´s gone to hell and so have I.

Here´s to the past, they can kiss my glass.
I hope she´s happy with him.
Here´s to the girl, who wrecked my world,
That angel who did me in.
I think the devil drives a Coupe de Ville.
I watched ´em drive away over the hill,
Not against her will, an´ I´ve got time to kill,
Down in Brokenheartsville.

Here´s to the past, they can kiss my glass.
I hope she´s happy with him.
Here´s to the girl, who wrecked my world,
That angel who did me in.
I think the devil drives a Coupe de Ville.
I watched ´em drive away over the hill,
Not against her will, an´ I´ve got time to kill,
Down in Brokenheartsville.