Elliott Smith - Angeles - 209639 lyrics

Someone's always coming around here, trailing some new k** Says I've seen your picture on a hundred dollar bill And what's a game of chance to you, to him is one of real sk** So glad to meet you, Angeles Picking up the ticket shows, there's money to be made Go on and lose the gamble, that's the history of the trade And you add up all the cards left to play to zero And sign up with evil, Angeles Don't start me trying now Cause I'm all over it, Angeles I could make you satisfied in everything you do All your secret wishes could right now be coming true And be forever with my poison arms around you No one's gonna fool around with us No one's gonna fool around with us So glad to meet you, Angeles