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Sometimes we're dealt a bad hand and there's nothing we can do about it
We just have to smile and grin and take it
I tried to trick the dealer once,
A hidden ace up my sleeve
But I ended up being the joker
And I weep and feel sorry for myself
Why me? When I'm the one who's to blame
I don't want to make fun or name names
But it was always you I would blame
No shame
Just an excuse to ease my rotten conscience
Sometimes your hand is ok and you make the best out of it, or the worst
Or pocket aces slide into your possession and you win it all, but it all can just be snatched away in the next round
Are you ready to play?
Because I'm already dealing
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