Ace in the Hole

Ace in the Hole - Saint Motel

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 and 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 hands up

Before she turns and walks away

This is your one shot

Time for your ace in the hole

Time for your ace in the hole

Put your quarters in the slot

Hope and pray for a jackpot

Better chances with the dice

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

Put your hands up

Before she turns and walks away

This is your one shot

Time for your ace in the hole

Put your hands up

Before she turns and walks away

This is your one shot

Time for your ace in the hole

Time for your ace in the hole

Time for your ace in the hole

Time for your ace in the hole

Time for your ace in the hole