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I hear you calling me out But these deaf ears don't hear words of doubt And all the clever lines on the tip of my tongue tonight Meant nothing to my stubborn teeth (As you started your car) I heard the radio sing of love in a metaphor That contradicts my mood Tie me up, tie me up, please let me go Home where I can clear my indecisive thoughts With medicine or a bottle of irony Oh, won't you let me in? I hear you calling me out You better hold on tight because the ride's almost done Once the roulette stops spinning we'll have found who's won All my chips I pushed them in for hips and beating hearts I held my pair of king but you're the royal flush I know who you are A dancer but a saint Oh I know who you are Yeah, your hips they make me want to shake, shake, shake Shake until I hit the floor Letras de cancionesKeep the noise low so the wolves can't hear us You're so pretty, yeah you're so pretty Keep the noise down or you know they'll hear us You're so pretty, yeah you're so pretty But the pack must be fed From Letras Mania