Ace Of Hearts - Lyrics - Mark Wills

Title: Ace Of Hearts
Artist: Mark Wills
Composer(s): Ron Moore, Lonnie Wilson, Carson Chamberlain

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Lyric:
Love's a gamble every heart will take
You roll the dice in hopes that it won't break
And one night I bet on your blue eyes and took a chance
And I won a whole lot more than one night of romance

I held the ace of hearts, that night in the dark
How lucky can one man be
And I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you my ace of hearts

Love's a numbered wheel you have to spin
There's no need for me to spin again
Because lovin' you is paying off more than I knew
I took a little risk, Lord and hit it big with you

I held the ace of hearts, that night in the dark
And how lucky can one man be
And I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you my ace of hearts

I held the ace of hearts, that night in the dark
And how lucky can one man be
And I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you my ace of hearts

Oh, now I've got you
My ace of hearts

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Ace Of Hearts - Lyrics - Here In The Real World - Alan Jackson

Title: Ace Of Hearts
Album: Here In The Real World
Artist: Alan Jackson
Composer(s): Ron Moore, Lonnie Wilson, Carson Chamberlain

Lyric:
Love's a gamble every heart will take
You roll the dice in hopes that it won't break
One night I bet on your blue eyes and took a chance
And I won a whole lot more than one night of romance

I held the ace of hearts that night in the dark
How lucky can one man be
I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you, my ace of hearts

Love's a numbered wheel you have to spin
There's no need for me to spin again
'Cause loving you is paying off more than I knew
I took a little risk and hit it big with you

I held the ace of hearts that night in the dark
How lucky can one man be
I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you, my ace of hearts

I held the ace of hearts that night in the dark
How lucky can one man be
I hold the winning hand anyway life deals the cards
No way to lose 'cause I've got you, my ace of hearts

I'm gonna hold on to my ace of hearts

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Masquerade/Why So Silent? - Lyrics - Andrew Lloyd Webber

Title: Masquerade/Why So Silent?
Artist: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer(s): C Hart, Andrew Lloyd-Webber, R Stilgoe

Lyric:
Monsieur Andre! Monsieur Firmin!
Dear Andre, what a splendid party
The prelude to a bright new year
Quite a night, I'm impressed

Well, one does one's best
Here's to us
The toast for the city
What a pity that the Phantom can't be here

Masquerade! Paper faces on parade
Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade! Every face a different shade
Masquerade! Look around, there's another mask behind you

Flash of mauve, splash of puce
Fool and king, ghoul and goose
Green and black, queen and priest
Trace of rouge, face of beast, faces

Take your turn, take a ride
On the merry-go-round in an inhuman race
Eye of gold, true is false
Who is who?

Curl of lip, swirl of gown
Ace of hearts, face of clown, faces
Drink it in, drink it up till you've drowned
In the light, in the sound but who can name the face?

Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you
Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you

Masquerade! Seething shadows breathing lies
Masquerade! You can fool any friend who ever knew you
Masquerade! Leering satyrs, peering eyes
Masquerade! Run and hide, but a face will still pursue you

What a night! What a crowd!
Makes you glad
Makes you proud
All the crème, de la crème

Watching us, watching them
All our fears are in the past
Three months of relief
Of delight, of Elysian peace

And we can breathe at last
No more notes, no more ghost
Here's a health, here's a toast
To a prosperous year

To our friends who are here
And may the splendor never fade
What a blessed release
And what a masquerade

Think of it, a secret engagement
Look, your future bride, just think of it
But, why is it secret? What have we to hide?
You promised me, no, Raoul, please don't, they'll see
Well then let them see, it's an engagement, not a crime

Christine, what are you afraid of?
Let's not argue
(Let's not argue)
Please pretend
(I can only hope)
You will understand in time
(I'll understand in time)

Masquerade! Paper faces on parade
Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade! Every face a different shade
Masquerade! Look around, there's another mask behind you

Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you Masquerade! Grinning yellows,spinning reds
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you

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Death Magick For Adepts - Lyrics - Midian - Cradle Of Filth

Title: Death Magick For Adepts
Album: Midian
Artist: Cradle Of Filth
Composer(s): Adrian Erlandsson, Paul Allender, Robin Eaglestone, Martin Powell, Daniel Davey, Guiseppe Piras

Lyric:
Come distortured artists bitter things seek meaning
Even if they're madness to behold
Once forbears to horizons where the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls that fear the living's toll

Gova Bosch and Brueghel three times
Moon wise stain thy graves
For words alone are at loss to trace
The face of today's inhuman wraith

One half adrift in the vast abyss of despair and misery
The other a mask of rich red lips
Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed

All damned in this inferno where virgil averts his eyes
From the black mass mutual gang rape
Of ceasing hands an forced divides

Trespass these seven gates to a world blood let to shades
Where seraphim bleat of their cold and coming master's race
In the sewers of Babylon stillborn to a trough anon
Chimiracles will hatch like plots to dredge faeces to pearl their cross

Enter penteholocaust
Five aeons past yet still man grasps
At final straws to save his cast

His lord is a leper we shall not want he betrayed us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the tomb reminds us how we rot inside
Gutted like fool's paradise gutted on cruel appetites

Holding court to chaos holding to far graver arms
A downfall fatal to all resounds
As orgies peak in self centered psalms

And nature screams her sufferings under bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched earth necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn from her

She begs us lay her pain to rest
Lest we are left with nothingness
Save for her stripped and ravished flesh

And if her fate is not portent of apocalypse
Then the comets that graxe nightskies
We'll surely cleanse of wrongs and rights
When you and I and all else dies

It's rotting down this carcass maggotropolis
Interdependent as worms to the grave
Allah's true name is naught Christ cannot save
Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps
Spells of regret death magick for adepts

Be prepared to fulfill prophecies
The glorious fall of a sin dynasty
Glutted like fool's paradise, glutted on cruel appetites

We've woven hearts a thorn arbour
Left tear streaked reason upon the shore
And bereft of compass star or more set out for this world's end
Few at the prow most slave below painting coal a perfect gold

But for all it's worth the engines slow dead in the brine again
Come cabin fever sodomy on the bounty prey to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to douse disease a storm roars on the way
Blacker than the ace of rapes dealt out by death in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools all boards handmade sinks dashed by seismic waves

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My Rhyme Ain'T Done - Lyrics - Bigger & Deffer - Ll Cool J

Title: My Rhyme Ain'T Done
Album: Bigger & Deffer
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Bob Erving, Dwayne Simon, Darryl Pierce, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
The President woke and he called the Pope
The Pope climbed to heaven on a golden rope
P.S. the Lord raised Michaelangelo from the dead
So he can make a fresh painting of my head

Then I hung out with a king and a queen
And the queen put me down with her polo team
The way I scored points all around the clock
I had her daughter, the princess ridin' my jock

I knocked the freak off like a crazy retard
Then I took a little trip into a deck of cards
The diamond jack joker and the ace of spades
Was amazed at greater Cut Creator on the fade

Then I played cards with the queen of clubs
The queen of hearts with me cold fell in love
As for the queen of diamonds, she don't like men
Because you know that a diamond is a girl's best friend

The double-trouble spade was named the deuce
And the joker acted stupid, so we gave him the news
There was 52 cards, and I met everyone
That story is over, but my rhyme ain't done

Then I took a trip to the center of the earth
I was kinda scared, so E-Love went first
I met these funny little people, they called 'em skeezers
So I held on to my wallet like Ebeneezer

Tight leather pants that'll make you grunt
Two nice soft things right up front
The center of the earth ain't got no crime
Just people bodyrockin' to the LL rhyme

If you're kinda confused to what a skeezer is
It's just a girl who's on my jock 'cause I'm in showbiz
There was a whole lotta skeezers, I dogged everyone
That story is over, but my rhyme ain't done

Woke up late one afternoon
Realized I was in the world of cartoons
He-Man told me he'd beat me up
Because he thought that I looked like Donald Duck

Then I hung out with Spiderman
He told me he was gonna start a comic strip band
The Incredible Hulk was gonna play the drums
Charlie Brown grabbed the guitar and started to strum

Snoopy tried to rock on the microphone
But Tom and Jerry both said he should leave it alone
Then I hung out with Mickey Mouse
He had two freaks, so we went to his house

Mickey's freak was ugly but mine was deaf
So I knocked it off until there wasn't none left
They were cartoon characters, I met everyone
That story is over, but my rhyme ain't done

Since I'm a good friend of father time
I'm not gettin' older as I say this rhyme
I was warmin' the stove at the Alamo
Before Booth shot Lincoln I stole the show

I was down with George at the Delaware
But I wore a Kangol, not the fake white hair
Me and E-Love met Sitting Bull
We made a peace pipe, then we took a pull

Then he brought more leaves from a golden chest
You thought it was tobacco the shit was cess
There was a lotta great men, and I met everyone
That story is over, but my rhyme ain't done

11:33, I swear it's no sooner
I went inside my TV, I met 'The Honeymooners'
Ralph wanted me to bust a couple of rhymes
But I had my eyes on Alice's behind

Norton came down right about that time
Lookin' in the fridge, so he could swine and dine
Then I said to myself, I should give 'em a taste
So I pulled the microphone out my black briefcase

Said, it ain't Bob Hope or Barry Manilow
Then I borrowed Norton's hat, cause I forgot my Kangol
Ralph said, "I got a scheme, let me get to it"
"Norton, my pal" I said, "Yo, don't even do it"
They were all Honeymooners, and I met everyone
That story is over, but my rhyme ain't done

'Cause my tongue cuts sharp, I hit a note like a harp
Or a harmonica, Veronica, I do my part
In a bedroom with leg room I'm strong like a monsoon
Chilled in Maui-Waui and I carry a harpoon

Stopped at the isle that's Mali, 'cause we got ill
Wrote my name on a rock at the top of the hill
I searched for other ways, made love in caves
And I kicked the ill beats that make the natives raise

Now I'm gonna tell you what all this means
From Farmers Boulevard in St. Albans, Queens
There's a lyrical technician who came to play
Number one b-boy LL Cool J

All of this is just a story that I made up
Def lines I say on time with Cut Creator's cuts
Some of it's fiction, and some of it's fact
Not another common rap with a heavy drum track
A whole lotta rhymes, and I wrote everyone
That story is over, and my rhyme is done

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52s - Queen Of Las Vegas - Lyrics - B

Title: 52s - Queen Of Las Vegas
Artist: B
Composer(s): Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson, Fred Schneider, Catherine Pierson, Ricky Wilson

Lyric:
Momma
Rockin' on the roulette wheel

Momma grabbed my hand
She was about to die
And she said, "Child, I never been around you much
But I want to give you one thing"

Oh, your father was a one-eyed jack of hearts
With diamonds and an ace up his sleeve
Let me tell you I got the system
I got the plan, I got the plan

Oh, oh, momma give me your blessing
So I can be stronger

Queen of Las Vegas
Queen, queen of Las Vegas
Don't leave me
Queen of Las Vegas
Queen, queen of Las Vegas

Come here again
My momma she grabbed my hand
She looked at me with a bittersweet smile
And said, "Throw 'em a mile!"

Oh! Momma! I got the system
Oh, oh, oh momma, I understand the plan

Give me your blessing so I can be stronger
Help me to grow up and be the queen

Queen of Las Vegas
Queen, queen of Las Vegas
Don't leave me!
Queen of Las Vegas
Queen, queen of Las Vegas

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Arhythamaticulas - Lyrics - All Balls Don't Bounce - Aceyalone

Title: Arhythamaticulas
Album: All Balls Don't Bounce
Artist: Aceyalone
Composer(s): Edwin M. Hayes Jr.

Lyric:
Oh yes, welcome to hiphology
Please open up your workbooks to page
And break out your pads and pens and your calculators
For the first lesson of today is

Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous

Well, up until now, your only concept of rhythm
Is a four by four loop square as a pool table
With no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand
Why all of your gigantic rap sounded so bland

But the answer was right in your hand
Couldn't believe you were so naive to
Arrangements changes different time signatures
The freedom of your imagination

That must have been a fixation with blocks
Like tryin' to make a wheel out of rock
Like tryin' to make a puppet out of sock
See, I got that private stock
The personal vat with the broth and gravy

And the electrons to pass on so the world don't seem so wavy
Oh, everybody hollerin', save me, save yourself
Before it's too late into the
When you go because my wig got weight
I gotta concentrate on

Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm is outta control

Yeah, now everybody in here
Check your head and make sure that it's spacious
And open up the middle just a millimeter more
For the style that is bodacious

You really wanna know who the ace is
Ace is the face that's seldom sighted
I'm divided into two parts, I got two hearts
Two heads, I'm ahead, ahead one of the better bred

Know you're thinkin' I'm gonna be
I got the remedy to turn you out
I got the fiery styles that'll burn you out
If you don't learn that route

Now I been there done that did it committed to run that
Talk to it do it right
Me and this mic gonna take flight to end your mental plight
Hip hop is more than yes ya'll

Throw your hands in the air, say ho
And give up the W 'cause I'm from the west ya'll
And you know I got mad fat flow
Coming in the house through the back door, out the front door

Cross the frontyard into the street
We could do it right here better
Yet I got a better idea
I'm a get you up off your feet with that

Arhythamaticulas arhythamatic
This rhythm's ridiculous this rhythm is sick
Arhythamaticulas arhythamatic
This rhythm's ridiculous this rhythm is sick

Now the problem with you MC's today is you're too emotional
You have no devotion to the social bug spread
By the words you said to the public
You have no regard for the masses how you effect them
And how they view you

Now you know, you knew you were open wide
For the whole wide world to do you
Now I propose those who chose their flows
Irresponsible and irrationally

Be exhausted from the face of the earth and be forced to deal with me
Me, I'd rather be undefined not underestimated or undermined
I'm underlined as the underdog under the influence of time
Now I know you're sick of that same old same old

Lame old running man dance style
Niggas screamin' and yellin' and tellin' lies about what they do
Brother I say to you but don't you believe or be deceived
By the hip hop that you breathe

I am multidirectional, I move randomly and professional
Intellectual with perpetual, first in motion bustin' you open
Now you are exposed to the rap and closed in the mind trap
I find that hilarious and mysterious, every area gets a dose
Full of malaria and asbestos from the west coast
Breathe in and coat your lungs

Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous

Arhythametic
Tic, tic, tic

Arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
This rhythm is sick, sick, sick

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Taking A Chance On Love - Lyrics - Frank Sinatra

Title: Taking A Chance On Love
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Composer(s): Ted Fetter, John Latouche, Vernon Duke

Lyric:
Here I go again
I hear those trumpets blow again
All aglow again
Taking a chance on love

Here I slide again
About to take that ride again
Starry eyed again
Taking a chance on love

I thought that cards were a frame-up
I never would try
Now I'm taking that game up
And the ace of hearts is high

Things are mending now
I see a rainbow blending now
We'll have a happy ending now
Taking a chance on love

Here I slip again
About to take that trip again
I got that grip again
Taking a chance on love

Now I prove again
That I can make life move again
I'm in a grove again
Taking a chance on love

I walk around with a horseshoe
In clover I lie
And brother rabbit of course
You better kiss your foot goodbye

On that ball again
I'm riding for a fall again
I'm gonna give my all again
Taking a chance on love

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Taking A Chance On Love - Lyrics - Ella Fitzgerald

Title: Taking A Chance On Love
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Composer(s): Ted Fetter, John Latouche, Vernon Duke

Lyric:
Here I go again
I hear those trumpets blow again
All aglow again
Taking a chance on love

Here I slide again
About to take that ride again
Starry eyed again
Taking a chance on love

I thought that cards were a frame-up
I never would try
But now, I'm taking the game up
And the ace of hearts is high

Things are mending now
I see a rainbow blending now
We'll have a happy ending now
Taking a chance on love

Here I slip again
About to take that tip again
Got my grip again
Taking a chance on love

Now I prove again
That I can make life move again
In the grove again
Taking a chance on love

I walk around with a horseshoe
In clover I lie
And brother rabbit of course you
Better kiss your foot good-bye

On the ball again
I'm riding for a fall again
I'm gonna give my all again
Taking a chance on love

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Keep Your Eye On The Money - Lyrics - Motley Crue

Title: Keep Your Eye On The Money
Artist: Motley Crue
Composer(s): Nikki Sixx

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Lyric:
Oh yeah, yeah
Black jack, roulette
Losing high and low
She rolls the dice
She's as cold as ice
Turn a young man old

Comedy and tragedy
Entertainment or death
Like Sister Morphine
Hooked on her game
Time to place your bets

But if it wasn't for bad luck
I'd have no luck at all

Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand

Queen of Hearts or Ace of Spades
Well, I'm dancing on the blade
Freak show, goin' broke
Crowd screams on for more

Electric shock won't bring you back
You've gone over the boards
Can't beat the clock, the deck is stacked
Crowd looks in horror

Oh, if it wasn't for bad luck
I'd have no luck at all

Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand

Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the lady, lady's hand

Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the money

Keep your eye, keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye, keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye, keep your eye on the money

Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the money

Keep your eye, keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye, keep your eye

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The Cincinnati Kid - Lyrics - Ray Charles

Title: The Cincinnati Kid
Artist: Ray Charles
Composer(s): Lalo Schiffrin

Lyric:
He came with the name Cincinnati
A kid with no ace in the hole
On a hot poker pot, Cincinnati
Had staked his heart and soul

He played night and day like a demon
And prayed for that one lucky day
When the lush royal flush of his dreaming
Is just a game away

Beyond all the green felt shadows
His own queen of hearts will wait
But till he's king of the green felt shadows
She'll wait and wait and wait

For sure as the cards will be falling
And chips in the pot, he'll remain
For the book 'Lady Luck' will be calling
Whoah, the Cincinnati kid, I mean the Cincinnati kid

Whoah, the Cincinnati kid, whoah, the Cincinnati kid
I'm talking about the Cincinnati kid
Everybody knows the Cincinnati kid
Have you heard about the, the Cincinnati kid?

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Let'S Talk About Love - Lyrics - Let's Talk About Love - Celine Dion

Title: Let'S Talk About Love
Album: Let's Talk About Love
Artist: Celine Dion
Composer(s): Eliot John Kennedy, Jean-Jacques Goldman, Bryan Adams

Lyric:
Everywhere I go, all the places that I've
Been
Every smile is a new horizon on a land
I've never seen
There are people around the world
Different faces, different names
But there's one true emotion that
Reminds me we're the same
Let's talk about love

From the laughter of a child, to the tears
Of a grown man
There's a thread that runs right through us
All and helps us understand
As subtle as a breeze, that fans a flicker
To a flame
From the very first sweet melody, to the
Very last refrain

Let's talk about love
Let's talk about us
Let's talk about life
Let's talk about trust
Let's talk about love

It's the king of all who live and the
Queen of good hearts
It's the ace you may keep up your
Sleeve, till the name is all but lost
As deep as any sea, with the rage of
Any storm
But as gentle as a falling leaf on any
Autumn morn

Let's talk about love, it's all we're
Needin'
Let's talk about us, it's the air we're
Breathin'
Let's talk about life, I wanna know you
Let's talk about trust and I wanna show
You
Let's talk about love

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Mexican Joe - Lyrics - Jim Reeves

Title: Mexican Joe
Artist: Jim Reeves
Composer(s): Mitchell Torok

Lyric:
South of the border, hey I know a lad
He's got more fun than anybody's had
Don't got no worry, don't got no dough
Everybody's wondering about Mexican Joe

In old Mexico they call him the Rhumba King
Leads all the women around on a string
When they go out they get a million thrills
But the lovely senoritas wind up with the bills

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

He makes the night spots all along the bay
People want to see him when he comes their way
He spreads so much joy everywhere
He goes everyone shouts Viva la Mexican Joe

He likes to gamble at poker, he's an ace
He's always lucky with the cards at ever face
At winnin' the money, he is sure a whiz
But when they win they don't collect
'Cause they don't know where he is

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

He don't got no income tax 'cause he don't got no dough
Still he gets along just fine how we'll never know
He's got everything he wants, a girl, a song
If we use his formula we surely can't go wrong

His favorite playground is anywhere there's girls
He's got that something that sets their hearts a whirl
It couldn't be his money 'cause he ain't got a peso
But when he wants a kiss all he's got to do is say so

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

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Mexican Joe - Lyrics - Del Reeves

Title: Mexican Joe
Artist: Del Reeves
Composer(s): Mitchell Torok

Lyric:
South of the border, hey, I know a lad
He's got more fun than anybody's had
Don't got no worry, don't got no dough
Everybody's a wondering about Mexican Joe

In old Mexico they call him the Rhumba King
Leads all the women around on a string
When they go out they get a million thrills
But the lovely senoritas wind up with the bills

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

He makes the night spots all along the bay
People want to see him when he comes their way
He spreads so much joy everywhere he goes
Everybody shouts, "Viva la Mexican Joe"

He likes to gamble, at Poker he's an ace
He's always lucky with the cards at ever face
At winnin' the money he is sure a whiz
But when they win they don't collect
'Cause they don't know where he is

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

He don't got no income tax 'cause he don't got no dough
Still he gets along just fine, how, we'll never know
He's got everything he wants, a girl, a song
If we use his formula, we surely can't go wrong

His favorite playground is anywhere there's girls
He's got that something that sets their hearts a whirl
It couldn't be his money 'cause he ain't got a Peso
But when he wants a kiss all he's got to do is say so

Dancin', romancin', always on the go
Sun shining down on Mexican Joe

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