You put a hand on my waist, then a word in my mouth I let the first one slide, had to spit the second out You told your boys I’m in the bag, I nearly spilled my drink Baby, I was in the mood. That’s not the same damn thing You had my number by eleven, thought you had me by twelve Asked me what I wanted, then you answered it yourself You can take me for a spin, just don’t take me for a fool I can fall into your lap and still not fall for you Hold that thought Lose that grip You had a moment Don’t ruin it I slip from your clutch You get the rush, you don’t get us I slip from your clutch Hold on too tight, you lose your touch I slip from your clutch You think I’m yours? You think too much I slip from your clutch Oh, you were close. Not close enough You keep trying to keep score, I’m trying not to miss the beat I don’t owe you an encore just because you bought a seat I get better under pressure while you’re busy getting loud You’re still working on your angle, I’ve already worked you out You try to put me on the spot, I take it as my cue Turn around and work the room you thought I couldn’t work without you My lipstick on your collar, my attention on the door You’ve been talking for a minute. I’ve been gone for three or four Hold that thought Lose that grip You had a moment Don’t ruin it I slip from your clutch You get the rush, you don’t get us I slip from your clutch Hold on too tight, you lose your touch I slip from your clutch You think I’m yours? You think too much I slip from your clutch Oh, you were close. Not close enough I don’t have to disappear to be out of your hands I can stand right here and still not fit your plans Want me close? Don’t close me in Leave your hand open. Let me choose it again I slip from your clutch You get the rush, you don’t get us I slip from your clutch Hold on too tight, you lose your touch I slip from your clutch You think I’m yours? You think too much I slip from your clutch Oh, you were close. Not close enough
