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Molly Hatchet - Tumbling Dice lyrics
Women think I'm tasty, always tryin' to waste me Make me burn the candle right down...but baby, baby I don't need no jewels in my crown Its all you women is low down gamblers Cheatin' like I don't know how...but baby...baby There's fever in the funk house now This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin' Don't you know the duece is still wild Chorus: Baby, I can't stay...you got to roll me and Call me the Tumblin' Dice... Always in a hurry, never stop to worry Don't see the time flashin' by Honey, got no money I'm all sixes, sevens, and nines Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider You can be my partner in crime Chorus: Baby, I can't stay...you got to roll me and Call me the Tumblin' Dice...Call me the Tumblin' Dice Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter Playin' the field every night Chorus: Baby, I can't stay...you got to roll me and Call me the Tumblin' Dice... (You got to roll me...) Call me the Tumblin' Dice... (You got to roll me...) Call me the Tumblin' Dice... (You got to roll me...) |
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