Lirycs
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Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause 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',
You know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don't you see the time flashin' by.
Honey, got no money,
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime.
But baby, I can't stay,v You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
playin' the field ev'ry night.
Baby, can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.
Got to roll me. Got to roll me
Rondom Songs
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Nature Boy - David Bowie
Boys Will Be Boys
Faces
Cheapskate
Boy Meet Girl
Think Twice
Cercando Di Te
Breathe reprise
The Party Continues
Go Your Own Way
Mr. Radio
Nous Sommes Des Babas
Life can be so beautiful
Where They at 2
Hang 'Em High
Strange Days
Dirft And Die
What's Next
Money Honey
Kill the Great Raven
Fuck You Like An Animal
Still Alive
Lappareil Sous
Drive On The Young Side Of Life
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