Like Broomcorn's Uncle

Keep playing tight, girl,

you're gonna ante yourself to death,

keep playing it safe, girl,

you'll have to live with your regrets

You have a nice hand

and you don't have to fold it,

You have a nice boy,

but you just can't seem to hold it

Keep playing tight, girl,

and see where that will take you

keep playing it safe, girl,

and this cruel world is gonna break you,

It's gonna break you...

You have a nice hand

and you don't have to fold it,

You have a nice boy,

but you just can't seem to hold it