Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game
Where to draw the line
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line Checkmate
That's right
Don't be late
Take another pull
When you got to be yourself
Impossible
You're the boss
The dice
Grab yourself a slice
The price
The toss
Nowhere to draw the line.
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