Lyric The Balltrap

(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