I don't know about you but I love watching Behind the Music and hearing about where songs came from.  So I wanted to share with you the story of how DEVILS IN THE NIGHT came to be.

It was a little after 2a.m. a half year ago when I got a message from this really smokin hot girl.  She pulled the "I know you from somewhere" line on me and I went along with it because let's be serious, why not.  Next thing I know, she's asking me what I was doing and I replied nothing and she said, "well I'm drinking wine."  I asked her if she had any for me.  She said sure thing, "whats your number."  2 seconds later my phone lights up with a text from her.  Impulsively, I call her and she is so sassy and wants to know where I live.  I tell her Hollywood and she said she lives in Bel Air.  Anyone who lives in LA knows Bel Air is super rich.  At this point I'm starting to think someones fucking with me.

Anyways, she gives me her address and invites me over.  I get into my car, drive off and the whole time I'm thinking this is too good to be true.  I get about 5 minutes away and she texts me, "call me when you get here, you gotta watch out for the cameras."  By this time I'm like, Davey, what have you gotten yourself into.  But fuck it, you live once.

I arrive to the house.  It's HUGE, gated, surveliance cameras, the whole nine.  There's no way she can afford this.  I call her and this is when I'm like...okay, this is too good to be true.  She picks up the phone in her hot little voice and says, "are you here, I'll come get you, but watch out for the cameras."  I exit my car and then low and behold she's standing there...wearing a white see through little dress and a sinister grin. 

I duck down into the gate and follow her into the house.  It's a typical rich person house where the rooms are huge, wooden floors and there's 1 piece of modern furniture to fill a parcel of the room.  She pops open some wine and we toast to the randomness of the situation.  At this point, I start asking a few questions but I could tell she wasn't much for dishing out answers.  She said she only had a few hours before he came home and I figured that was her way of progressing past talking.  Moments later we started making out and that led to clothes flying off and 2 rounds of wild sex as candles painted our 2 silouettes into 1.
 
Afterwards she started opening up more about her situation.  It became clear to me that I had to sneak out soon or I would be caught by the man who was gonna be home at any moment.  We said our goodbyes and I dipped out.  Steering clear of the cameras, I got in my car and exhaled.  Flipped a U-turn and started to drive past the house again.  Simultaneousely, the owner pulled into the driveway.  He didn't know who I was but I had an idea of who he was.  It was then that I knew I couldn't expect anything more from the night then the thrill of the rush and it's vivid memory. 

Some of the best times in life are us thinking less and reacting more.

I hope this story brings new meaning to the song.

We're all DEVILS IN THE NIGHT.
<3

Davey

Live life boys and girls.