| Black on the red and the red on the black
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| It’s a tic of a tired mind
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| Come and sit down, won’t you try your luck
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| See if you unwind
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| Never use your threes and twos
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| Follow superstition
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| Otherwise you are going to lose
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| Compulsion makes you listen
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| Take what’s wrong, and make it go right
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| You can weave it like a prayer
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| Wonder if you’ll spend the night
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| Playing solitaire?
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| Just do it again, when you find you’re all done
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| Like an idiot savant
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| Shuffle up your luck. |
| You see, you almost won
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| Now wrestle down what you want
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| Jack on the Queen, and the ten on the Jack
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| It’s a happy repetition
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| You and your fate in a kind of check-mate
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| And you are your only competition
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| Take what’s wrong, and make it go right
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| You can weave it like a prayer
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| Are you going to spend the night
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| Playing solitaire?
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| Take what’s wrong, and make it go right
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| You can weave it like a prayer
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| Are you going to spend the night
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| Playing solitaire?
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| (Repetition)
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| (Repetition)
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| (Repetition)
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| (Repetition)
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| (Repetition) |