| Walked up in the bar and sat down on the stool
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| And got the low down from the guy with the jewel
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| He was playin pool and he thought he was good
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| Cause he bet me five dimes, he could sink em with his foot
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| He grabbed a stick, tried to kick it with his heel
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| Did a sick back flip and ended up full kneel
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| He didn’t squeal, but it looked like it hurt
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| And it did cause he took me for my cash and my shirt
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| I got worked, but what’s worse than that
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| Just as he was leaving he tipped his hat
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| Then he laughed and said, I’m sorry bout your luck
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| When he walked out the door he got hit by a truck
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| How bout the guy, used to hang in the clubs
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| Getting all the numbers and getting all the love
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| He didn’t wear gloves, he was too hard core
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| May he rest in peace, we don’t see him anymore
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| Lots of stories and old cliches
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| Small town girl tryin to make her way
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| She moved to the city, all she wanted was a job
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| Now she’s underneath the desk tryin to move to the top
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| It won’t stop cause the circle won’t let it
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| Be careful what you wish for, you might get it
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| You know the cat got macked by the bees
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| He was messin with the honey and the mouse and the cheese
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| You could beat the system, you could beat your girl
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| But who ya gonna beat come the end of the world
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| Imagine everything you ever worked for, strived for
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| Suddenly becomin everything your gonna die for
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| Now what’d ya live for
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| Nothing anymore right
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| How could you live your whole life uptight
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| See everything you did and everything you seen
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| Rolled around in the mud, but you couldn’t come clean
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| And that makes you dirty, now how does that feel
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| Living life like an open cut that won’t heal
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| Sore at the world and you don’t know why
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| You bounced like a ball and that’s how you’ll die
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| That’s a dead man’s hand
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s
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| Ace’s and eight’s |