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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBalltrap
(Rod Stewart)Well my brother said he saw you in a downtown barWith a price on your head and a black man on your armC'mon sister, I ain't quite as dumb as I seemI'd rather see you dead with a rope 'round your neckOr see you paralyzed in both your thighsC'mon honey you got me crawling down on my kneesIf you say it's all over I'll pack up and goBut this time tomorrow you'll be screamin' on the phoneCome back baby and let's get naked tonightWell I can't say yes and I can't say noMy heart wants to love you but my soul says goC'mon sugar why don't you let your man off the hookYou got me in a balltrapLord I'm eating outta your handsYou got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night standYou got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tramFirst time I had you up on ol' Park LaneYou didn't know my name even when I cameAs I recall you let me walk home in the rainYou said I'm cute but tell the truthIt's my body you want with the red hot juiceC'mon honey let's call the whole thing offYou got me in a balltrapLord, I'm eating outta your handsYou got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night standYou got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tramMy mama don't like you and I ain't surprisedYou got poison lips, you got amphetamine eyesShe keeps on saying why don't you find a nice country girlBut Ma I ain't never been in love beforeI can't sleep or eat all weekBut Friday night I'll be alrightOn the midnight trampolineIt's a balltrapLord, I'm eating outta your handsYou got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night standYou got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tram
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