We're so close So close a call Too close to call We call it a draw But babe you tease With spears from your sleeve I catch with my teeth With my teeth And I am not a bargain driver My wrist don't have that spin I am not a fast talker Fast enough to talk you in And we turn century And we wait, we wait We turn century, We wait, we wait Look at you like I have a right To those hands On the small And the big The in between Of my back Does it sit right with you To have me To have me And when you call home Do you call me Love love instead And did you mean to hold on When you slid off the silk of my bed