For my Daughter

Don't Make Me Come to Vegas

Tori Amos

don't make me come to Vegas

don't make me pull you out

of his bed

I am vigilant

that it will not be you

on the menu

he's serving up

for his friends

don't make me come to Vegas

don't make me pull him out of your head

Athena will attest that it could be done

and it has been done

and I think that I am

up to it

and the Jacaranda tree

is telling me of the

trouble you're in

just by the way She bends

remember dancing and

wondering as you were swaying

what kind of woman you'd be

"what will be will be"

over my dead body

slip through your hand

again and again slip

through your hand

again and again

my old flame was a jester

and a joker and a dealer of men,

they called him the prince

Prince of Black Jacks and

of women and of anything

that slipped into his hands

"and the Ranches and the

mustangs" and the way

you said"You can have all this,

except me - you see

Lady Luck is my mistress

and you'll have to play

second to her wish"

and the Jacaranda tree

is telling me

It's not over yet,

just by the way She bends

"if you come breezin' through"

you said "I'll know that it's

you by the taste on my lips,

Bet on the desert's kiss"

I could slip

through your net

"over my dead body"

slip through your hand

again and again

slip through your hand

again and again

don't make me come to Vegas

don't make me come to Vegas

don't make me come to Vegas
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