High Roller

I love the way you look in leather
Stiletto heels and blue steel chains
Sexy somehow just don’t get it
Honey, you can get downright strange
Roll me down your highway
Got to punch my ticket to ride
Friends is friends but it all depends
On whose got the balls to drive
And I been rolling for a mighty long time
Done you wrong and I’ll admit it
Took advantage of a few of your friends
But now that I’ve up and did it
Sure wouldn’t do it again
I been seeing your little sister
You know she looks a lot like you
You know she’s still calling me “Mister”
Even after doing all that we do