I got stuck at the crossroads it felt i was runnin' my last lap my feet wer' hurtin but i needed to get home so i got confused and followed the wrong way and i knew i was headin' in the dark i bet the devil proposed to me, knowin' sin was proposing marriage to the devil, i cried no! Hold it, but he stil led me away wit' his cursing kiss, it therefore was a prominent possibility, that i would never be miss little nobility