DRAW THE LINE

Checkmate honey, Beat you at your own damn game No dice, honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane Feets on the ground And your head's goin' down the drain Oh Heads I win, tails you lose, to another mind When to draw the line Indian summer Carry was all over the floor She was a wet-nop winner Really ever left the score She'd sing and dance all night And wrong all the right outta me Oh pass me the vial, and cross your fingers, It's gonna take time Nowhere to draw the line Hi-ho Silver, We were singing all your cowboy songs Oh you don't care it, And you promise to you wouldn't be long Heads I win, tails you lose, Lord, it's such a crime No dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of brine Checkmate, honey, You're the only one who's got to choose Where to draw the line... Checkmate, don't be late Take another pull That's right impossible When you got to be yourself You're the boss of the toss The dice, the price Grab yourself a slice Know where to draw line