Tricks
ALAN BRANDT, BOB HAYMES
Tricks, devilish tricks, you, devil, you
You've got a few tricks that you do
Like bringing your lips so close to mine, I shiver and shake
And makin' me feel that I don't care, what chances I take
Tricks, dangerous tricks, you've got me hexed
I'm so perplexed what's comin' next
That magical thing you do to me whenever we touch
That makes me begin to want your touch, a little too much
Tricks, wonderful tricks, though I say no
I know, you know, I love 'em so
I'm hollerin' stop but that's my way of beggin' for more
'Cause if there's anything about you that I adore
It's all of your tricks, devilish tricks
Dangerous tricks, wonderful tricks
Beautiful tricks, don't stop with those tricks
I need those tricks, those tricks are my kicks, crazy tricks
