Oh, I wish I was single, 'cause my woman, she drives me mad
I wish I was single, 'cause my woman, she drives me mad
Yes, she's always accusing me of someone of someone I ain't never had
Last night I felt lucky but my luck was running slow
The last hand I caught four aces and the police broke down the door
I said, ""Lord, Lord, what can a poor boy do?""
It's tough when you can't make no money,
Seems like all the bad breaks come to you
Got home this morning, she was looking kind-a funny
She said, ""Don't come in here...
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