Lyrics Handful of Gold - Chela
You
look
forward
for
a
ride,
no
matter
how
hard
they
try
I′m
not
gonna
open
wide,
I
won't
ever
be
the
type
I′m
fine
with
the
hand
made
things,
I'll
never
betray
the
skin
I'm
not
gonna
play
to
win,
take
down
in
the
wrestling
ring
I
won′t
prepare
to
stop,
you′re
not
gonna
fuck
it
up
I'm
foolish
in
the
thought,
no
need
of
a
restaurant
I′m
up
in
a
one
night
stand,
I
don't
need
to
hold
a
hand
I′m
not
gonna
start
a
tab,
I'm
glad
to
be
all
I
am
Don′t
have
pity
on
me
Don't
have
pity
on
me
Don't
have
pity
on
me
Oh,
no
Don′t
have
pity
on
me
Don′t
have
pity
on
me
Don't
have
pity
on
me
Oh,
no
I
want
you
close,
but
I
don′t
know
if
I
can
hold
on
to
you,
no
I
want
to
go
but
I
don't
know
if
I
can
hold
on
to
you,
no
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold
I
won′t
hold
on
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold
You're
looking
for
a
ride
no
matter
who
caught
your
eye
I′m
not
gonna
look
to
find
there's
a
lump
of
gold
inside
I'm
up
in
a
one
night
stand,
I
don′t
need
to
hold
a
hand
I′m
not
gonna
start
a
tab,
I'm
up
and
I
gotta
admit
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Heart...
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Get
away
he-heart!
Heart...
Oh
no
I
want
you
close,
but
I
don′t
know
if
I
can
hold
on
to
you,
no
I
want
to
go
but
I
don't
know
if
I
can
hold
on
to
you,
no
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold
I
won′t
hold
on
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold
I
want
you
close,
but
I
don't
know
if
I
can
hold
on
to
you,
no
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold
I
won′t
hold
on
In
the
middle
of
the
night,
in
the
house
of
my
dreams
On
the
old
marble
floor,
with
a
handful
of
gold.
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