| People try to rape me
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| Always think I’m crazy
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| Make me burn the candle right down
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| Baby I can’t stay
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| I don’t need your jewels in my frown
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| Now all you women are low-down gamblers
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| Cheating like I don’t know how
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| Baby I go crazy
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| There’s fever in the funkhouse now
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| Well this low-down bitching
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| Got my poor feet a-itching
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| Can’t you see the deuce is still wild
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| Baby get it straight
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| You got to roll me
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| And call me the tumbling dice
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| Always in a hurry
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| Never stop to worry
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| Can’t see the time passing by
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| Honey got no money
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| I’m sixes and sevens and nines
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| Well hey now baby I’m the rank outsider
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| You can be my partner in crime
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| Baby get it straight
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| You got to roll me
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| Call me the tumbling dice
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| I said my my my
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| I’m the lone crapshooter
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| Playing the field every night
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| Baby get it straight
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| You got to roll me
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| Call me the tumbling dice
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| You got to roll me
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| Babe you got to roll me
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| Babe you got to roll me
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| Oh oh oh you got to roll me
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| Woo hoo hoo you got to roll me
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| Woah babe you got to roll me
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| Baby babe you got to roll me |