House of Asmodeus (From "Helluva Boss") [feat. Curly & GabsNieto]

I love you More than the brimstone loves the fire More than Beelze loves her bub More than a maggot loves gangrenous stubs You make my spirit sing You make me glad I live in Hell Our love is a story sweet to tell Yeah, you cast a special satanic spell over my heart Love is a journey we decided to start Yeah, I hope we'll never ever be apart I love you I love you I lovе you I love you I love you I love you I lovе you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you Who's singing love songs at my lustful lounge? Ozzie's ain't the place for sentimental sounds What'd you expect from a proprietor like us? Your demon host, Asmodeus, embodiment of lust Give me a thrust Yeah, show me some lust From the groin to the bust In desire, we trust In the house of Asmodeus (Trumpet! Ha!) Little imp, you came here to sing your serenade Perform your feelings on the velvety stage Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts Only little bitches strum the strings of their hearts You wanna hang around this lustful town? Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around Here we sing about wants and desires Depravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire So, give me a thrust Show me some lust From the groin to the bust Little imp, you just must In the house of Asmodeus Come on, sing us a song Make sure the subject is gettin' it on Make it graphic and tactfully long Be sure to rhyme "thong" and "shlong" Go ahead, the mic's on I want to... Yeah, what do you want? Butt stuff? Piss play? Bondage? Make gentle love to you Ugh, what a limp-dick imp You're really killin' the vibe Get a load of this dweeb And his unsatisfied bride Hey now I've watched those two pork many times What?! Blitz? And, honestly, they make missionary look relatively exciting Is that Blitzo? So, you're showin' your face? Hey everybody, this guy's a total disgrace Some nerve you got to comment on a relationship Last I checked your love life is a pile of shit Oh, Blitzo? I used to date him (date him, date him) (Oh Verosika, you are here...) I'd stroke him and I'd fellate him (fellate him, fellate him) Yeah, but when it was my turn (my turn, my turn) He did no reciprocatin' (what a bitch ass) A selfish imp in the sheets And just as bad in the streets A reckless, heart-breaking freak Who's that at your table? Is your date a demon prince? Stolas, is that you? Are you sleeping with an imp?! Woo! My dark lord, how the mighty do fall You used to have a smoking wife, a kid, you had it all I hope you didn't give it up so you and him could get it up You sold your life for a thrust Now, that's the spirit of lust Grab your groin or a bust You better get your head mussed Pretend you don't see that crust Hump 'till your junk turns to dust In the house of Asmode- I think you were trying to sing something for me, Mox Yeah, I was I love us I love us just the way we are Don't have to pretend to like to do things we don't I've always got you around to laugh at my stupid jokes I'll never take you for granted I'll always give you my best And if you can offer the same Fate will handle the rest 'Cause I love you 'Cause I love you