Woman think I'm tasty But theyre always trying to waste me
And make me burn the candle night down
But baby baby I dont need no jewels in my crown

Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheating like I don't know how
But baby crazy there's fever in the funk house now

This low down bitchin' got me poor feet a-itching
Do you know the deuce is still wild
Baby I can't stay You got to roll me and call me the tumbling dice

Always in a hurry That I never stop to worry
Don't see the time flashing by
Honey, I got no money I'm all six and seven and nines

Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider
You can be my patner in crime
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Oh my my I'm the lone crap shooter
Playin' the field every night
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