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