Rod Stewart – The Balltrap (Guitar)

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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

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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

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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

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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

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man off the hook

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You got me in a ball trap

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Lord, I'm eating outta your hands

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You got me in a ball trap,

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hung up on a one-night stand

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You got me in a ball trap,

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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

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the rain

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You said I'm cute but to 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

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thing off

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You got me in a ball trap

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Lord, I'm eating outta your hands

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You got me in a ball trap,

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hung up on a one-night stand

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You got me in a ball trap,

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strung out on a midnight tram, oh yeah

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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

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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 (Friday night) I'll be alright (be alright)

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On the midnight trampoline, ow!

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It's a ball trap

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Lord, I'm eating outta your hands

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You got me in a ball trap,

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hung up on a one-night stand

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You got me in a ball trap,

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strung out on a midnight tram

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Alright, you got me in a ball trap,

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strung out on a midnight tram

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You got me in a ball trap,

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strung out on a midnight tram