Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith
Someone's always coming around here, trailing some new kill
Said I 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, loose 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
Aha, aha, aha
'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
Be forever with my broken 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