Wendy Mcneill Backstairs
For once 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
Could it be you
He should 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, she was just grasping for a
clue
Could it be you by the back stairs
Could it be you by the back stairs
Could it be you by the back stairs
Could it be you by the back stairs
He should have gone up
He should have gone up
He should have gone up
He should have gone up
By the back stairs
