Bad Breaks

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 daddy, unless you got some money"

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



I asked my woman for some dinner, she looked at me like a fool

She said, "i'm playing checkers, daddy, and i think it's your time to move"

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


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