Well, well, well... if we don't have a cheeky little serenade from Mr. Styles himself! This tune is a delightful paradox of angel and devil, love and lust. Our curly-haired crooner confesses his infatuation with a gal who's pure as an angel in the streets but quite the devilish delight in the sheets. He's caught in her spell, even though he knows she's not exactly the kind of girl you bring home to mother. The allure of forbidden fruit is too strong to resist and he's completely smitten, despite the warning signs. It's a deliciously wicked confession of desire wrapped up in angelic metaphors - Harry Styles style!
