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Bad Breaks lyrics
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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