Women think I’m tasty
They’re always tryin’ to waste me
Make me burn the candle right down
Baby, baby
Don’t need no jewels in my crown
All you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin’ like I don’t know how
Baby, I go crazy
Fever in the funk house now
This low down b#tchin’
Got my poor feet a-itchin’
Oh you know you know the deuce 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 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
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
Baby, I can’t stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin’ dice
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling baby
Oh baby, call me the tumblin’ dice yeah
Got to roll me
Sweet as sugar tonight
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