Procol Harum

(g.brooker / k.reid / m.noble)
There was trouble in the air
Just a subtle hint of danger
And a woman dressed in black
Out lookin' for a stranger
Well she took me to her room
Where she offered me a wager
She promised me the moon
So i took a chance
Yes i played the king of hearts
Put my cards out on the table
I thought the odds were in my favour
But she laid the ace of spades
An' i wound up where i started
The king of hearts no more
But the king of the broken-hearted