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