Brown Mark and David Z. - Players' Ball lyrics

{over applause} [1, 2, 3…] I bet you think I want you for my slave But not all musicians play stupid games I bet you think the way I look – I'm gay Don't be afraid, I just dress this way Now everybody thinks that I'm a sneaky young man Who's out for someone's lady friend But you're that kind of girl and baby after all I am your only ticket to the Players' Ball Put on your lace and your bu*ton down pants Terry's gonna teach you a brand new dance Don't be afraid of the trip or fall Everyone's in love at the Players' Ball Do your parents work at night or day? I will stop by and we'll go out and play There's other girls but they're all the same If I had you everything would change Now everybody thinks that we take off our clothes Get high and make love all night long But all we do is sing and dance ‘til morning light And if the feeling's groovy, we can kiss all night Put on your lace and your bu*ton down pants Terry's gonna teach you a brand new dance Don't be afraid of the trip or fall Everyone's in love at the Players' Ball I've been accused of a hit and run Come take a chance and we'll have some fun Hey…ho Da, da, da, da, da, oooh How'd you like to take a ride? Come here, girl and get funky Put on your lace and your bu*ton down pants Terry's gonna teach you a brand new dance Don't be afraid of the trip or fall Everyone's in love at the Players' Ball Put on your lace and your bu*ton down pants Terry's gonna teach you a brand new dance Don't be afraid of the trip or fall Everyone's in love at the Players' Ball