(Rod Stewart) Well my brother said he saw you in a downtown bar With a price on your head and a black man on your arm C'mon sister, I ain't quite as dumb as I seem I'd rather see you dead with a rope 'round your neck Or see you paralyzed in both your thighs C'mon honey you got me crawling down on my knees If you say it's all over I'll pack up and go But this time tomorrow you'll be screamin' on the phone Come back baby and let's get naked tonight Well I can't say yes and I can't say no My heart wants to love you but my soul says go C'mon sugar why don't you let your man off the hook You got me in a balltrap Lord I'm eating outta your hands You got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night stand You got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tram First time I had you up on ol' Park Lane You didn't know my name even when I came As I recall you let me walk home in the rain You said I'm cute but tell the truth It's my body you want with the red hot juice C'mon honey let's call the whole thing off You got me in a balltrap Lord, I'm eating outta your hands You got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night stand You got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tram My mama don't like you and I ain't surprised You got poison lips, you got amphetamine eyes She keeps on saying why don't you find a nice country girl But Ma I ain't never been in love before I can't sleep or eat all week But Friday night I'll be alright On the midnight trampoline It's a balltrap Lord, I'm eating outta your hands You got me in a balltrap, hung up on a one-night stand You got me in a balltrap, strung out on a midnight tram
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