| Well, no more slipping and dodging around with you
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| No more slipping and dodging around with you
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| If you want to be my baby, you know what you have to do
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| Life is like a card game, always take a chance
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| Life is like a card game, always take a chance
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| Well, there’s no money, honey it ain’t no romance
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| Well, when you’re around me, baby gotta treat me fair
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| Well, look-a here woman, and tell me what you going to do
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| Now, look-a here woman, and tell me what you going to do
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| I’m a-getting sick and tired of worrying over you
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| Well, when you’re around me, baby gotta treat me fair
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| No one to love me, no one to call my own
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| Well, no one to love me, no one to call my own
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| From now on darling, it seems I’m gonna leave you alone
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| You gotta pack fair and square, baby don’t try to give me the air
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| Well, when you’re around me, baby gotta treat me fair |