Don't paint the devil on the wall

I was walking down the street one day when I met a girl in L. A. She was pretty and so sexy - wow! I couldn't take my eyes off her.
When she saw me watching her like a man with the brain at the wrong place she came to me and asked my name.
I just could say: "I........... a............ m.... German!"
"Hey you stupid fucking boy! Buy a Hustler and go home! I know the only thing you want is not to go home on your own!"
After these words I blew up:
"Don't paint the devil on the wall! I'm not that bad. You are me one!
I just love pretty things to see. You don't have to see black for me!"
After these words she just stood there and I told myself: "I can see her brain smoking!" But I had no idea why!
Then after half a minute or so she started laughing nonstop. But then she said with a smile: " I love funny boys like you"
I had no idea what she was talking about.
"Hey funny boy from Germany! Take my hand and walk with me. Tell me things I cannot see. I like the words you said to me."
"I came to L. A. to find you." After a year we said "I do". We started with these crazy words you got a fit of laughter:
"Don't paint the devil on the wall! I'm not that bad. You are me one!
I just love pretty things to see. You don't have to see black for me!"
And now put it all together: ……………………… Wow! That was really strange!
You always get what you really want. In ways you cannot foresee!