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