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honey, beat you at your own damn game
No honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Where to the line
An Indian summer, was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and her you wouldn't be long
I win, tails you lose, it's such a crime
No honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
to draw the line
Checkmate
Don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss
The toss
The dice
The price
Grab a slice
to the line
No honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Where to the line
An Indian summer, was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and her you wouldn't be long
I win, tails you lose, it's such a crime
No honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
to draw the line
Checkmate
Don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss
The toss
The dice
The price
Grab a slice
to the line
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