Lay a hand full of marked cards
I played the last game
Well, all the time you know
That everybody's doin' the same
Ain't it cruel, now, baby
How life is full of such shame? But

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Nevertheless, I can't keep myself from lovin' you, no
Nevertheless, I can't keep myself from lovin you, (naw/no)
With that loaded gun you seem to
Have so much fun
Scarin' hell outta people that you
Claim you love
Cannot find no reason why you're
Doin' the things you do
Chorus
Well, I get so tired of makin' reservations for you
And even my good friends call me
Make me feel the fool
But then I find no reason why you're
Doin' the things you do
Chorus