Lyrics:
Cello Wheel

Wanted Well, low dealer, with snake eyes You cross me, you realize you're- You're hot leather, you're cold steel You make a move, I'll make you feel

I take her home, it's late at night She's lookin' good, hot tonight And I wanna know, how far she goes She gives the clue, I make my move I got the rhythm

Out on the streets, that's where we'll meet You make the night, I always cross the line Tightened our belts, abuse ourselves Get in our way, we'll put

I wanna rock, but you, you dared to roll I came by your house, but you, you weren't at home Well, I knock on your door, I hear you beg for more You broke

You turn him away, you tell him you're mine You make him believe you're but one of a kind You give him a cold look, you tell him a lie You turn him away

You think unkindly, simple not sane, know what I mean Say I'm deliberately sent here to please It's what you need, so I'm here tonight You won't confuse