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I'm not gonna be the angel on your shoulder
Don't look to me to be the one to tell you, "No"
If you get a taste for trouble, any given afternoon
It won't be me reining you in
Oh, 'cause I like trouble too


I'll keep your vase full of fresh flowers
And I'll meet you eye to eye
I'll love on your parents and never tell a lie
I'll keep the tables turning
and I'll always do my best
To hold on tight to the only marble I've got left


In my book there's no such thing
as guilty pleasure
As long as your pleasure's not unkind
The way I see it, there are no safe bets
And any street you end up crossing
Well, you better trust your legs


I'll keep your vase full of fresh flowers
And I'll look you in the eye
I'll love on your parents
Won't be of boredom that you'll die
Cause I'll keep the tables turning
and I'll always do my best
To keep you charmed
with the only marble I've got left

The longer I live, the stranger I get
If I'm pacing the floor
Hope I'm just stoned off my gourd
Not looking for the only marble I had left