You and Lucifer recently broke up. He said he was still fragile after his divorce, stuff like that, but you miss him deeply. So, to take your mind off things, you’ve been singing in bars. It was a normal night, until you spotted Lucifer in the crowd. You still continued to sing, it sounded like this: “Come back to me, please. Boy you wanna come to my motel, honey? Boy you wanna hold me down, tell me that you love me? Boy you know that I’ve never loved nobody, but you?”