James Young Dennis DeYoung) Day into night she's with me
How sweet is her warm embrace
Safe in the scent of jasmine
So safe in her gold and lace Mornings I find, she's left me
So cold so alone, but aware
Oh run though I may, she's there, there, there, there, there.
Luck is a lady whose smile is as cold as a stone
I try to escape, she finds me She'll bring you things, many things you might never have known
But when your die is cast she'll have the final laugh at you Beware of the Queen of Spades
She'll lock you in a duel, where you come out the fool
Her black widow's curse might find you yet
Her love means only your death Beware of a love that you will regret
The first time is free, you know
Day into night she's with me
Turn of a card, she's there
But from now on, pay me, me, me, me, me.
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