I hear you calling me outnBut these deaf ears don't hear words of doubt nAnd all the clever lines on the tip of my tongue tonightnMeant nothing to my stubborn teeth n(As you started your car) nnI heard the radio sing of love in a metaphor nThat contradicts my mood nTie me up, tie me up, please let me go nnHome where I can clear my indecisive thoughts nWith medicine or a bottle of irony nOh, won't you let me in? nnI hear you calling me out nYou better hold on tight because the ride's almost donenOnce the roulette stops spinning we'll have found who's won nAll my chips I pushed them in for hips and beating hearts nI held my pair of king but you're the royal flush nnI know who you are nA dancer but a saint nOh I know who you are nYeah, your hips they make me want to shake, shake, shake nShake until I hit the floor nnKeep the noise low so the wolves can't hear usnnnYou're so pretty, yeah you're so prettynKeep the noise down or you know they'll hear us nYou're so pretty, yeah you're so pretty nBut the pack must be fed