Angeles Lyrics - Singles - Elliott

Someone's always coming around here 

Trailing some new kill 

Says "I've seen your picture on a 

Hundred-dollar bill" 

What's a game of chance to you, 

to him is one Of real skill 

So glad to meet you, Angeles 

Picking up the ticket shows there's 

Money to be made 

Go on, lose the gamble that's the 

History of the trade 

Did you add up all the cards left to play 

To zero 

And sign up with evil, Angeles? 

Don't start me trying now 

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh 

'Cause I'm all over it, Angeles 

I can 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'cha, Angeles