Shivaree
Текст песни Wagers

70 bucks on Congaree,
That you'd end up with me
At a rumble in the jungle
Like Muhammad Ali,
That a full house you'd find
But your queen lost her mind
Now you're stuck at the table
With three of a kind

Do you get
Out of the market
And out of the pool?
Is it better to park it
Or drive like a fool?

We usually lose
But sometimes we win,
So light up and let us begin