Susan Gibson - The Big Game Lyrics

I've tried every single word in the book
Like love and hate Like now and wait
Anything to get you on that hook
It's not a trap just cuz it's bait

Maybe I need a Webster's dictionary
Something to expand my vocabulary

I got a million tricks up my sleeve.
My slight of hand Don't need a wedding band
If only I could make you believe
The smoke and mirrors, they ain't contraband

Maybe I need some tips from Penn and Teller
Or the spell to turn me into Cinderella

I want my way with you
Do what I want you to
Why you gotta make it so hard
For me to be easy

You got me holding out a little hope
Your saltwater smile You little crocodile
You're in the crosshairs of my scope
Ive been holding my breath for quite a while

I tend to shoot before I aim
Maybe I wasn't cut out for the big game

I want my way with you
Do what I want you to
Why you gotta make it so hard
For me to be easy

I need a little dignity, I need a little grace
But the only thing I know of love is the thrill of the chase

I want my way with you
Do what I want you to
Why you gotta make it so hard
For me to be easy