| If a cheated man’s a loser
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| And a cheater never wins
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| And if beggars can’t be choosers
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| 'Til they’re weak and wealthy men
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| And the old keep gettin' older
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| And the young must do the same
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| And it’s never gettin' better
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| Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame
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| All the cards are on the table
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| You done laid your money down
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| Don’t complain about your chances
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| It’s the only game in town
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| And the meaning doesn’t matter
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| Nor the way you play the game
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| To the winner or the loser
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| Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame
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| Keep your hands above the table
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| And your back against the wall
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| Toss your chips in with your chances
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| Let 'em lay the way they fall
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| 'Cause the moral doesn’t matter
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| Broken rules are all the same
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| To the broken or the breaker
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| Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame |