Ace in the hole

She's got style she's got grace,
An appetite for expensive taste,
They made the angels in her mold,
Feels at home in a centerfold.

Don't try lines and don't try jokes,
She eats up men like Hall & Oates,
There's no tricks that you can try,
There's no gifts money can buy.

Put your hands up,
Before she turns and walks away.
This is your one shot,
Time for your ace in the hole.

Put your quarters in the slot,
Hope and pray for a jackpot,
Better chances with the dice,
Than take her home with you tonight.

She doesn't bother finding love,
There is no man that's good enough,
Lucky sevens come up eights,
Rabbits feet won't help your fate.

Ella tiene estilo ella tiene gracia
un apetito para un sabor costoso
hicieron angeles en su molde
se siente en casa en una pagina central

no intentes lineas y no intentes chistes
ella come hombres como hall & oates
no hay trucos que puedas intentar
no hay regalos que el dinero pueda comprar

sube tus manos
rezao por el premio mayor
mejores chances con el dado
que llevarla a casa contigo esta noche

A ella no le molesta encnotrar el amor
no hay hombre que sea lo suficiente bueno
sietes de suerte salen ochos
conejos alimentan que no ayudaran a tu destino