Molly Hatchet

Women think Im tasty, always tryin to waste me
Make me burn the candle right down...but baby, baby
I dont need no jewels in my crown
Its all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin like I dont know how...but baby...baby
Theres fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin got my poor feet a itchin
Dont you know the duece is still wild
Chorus:
Baby, I cant stay...you got to roll me and
Call me the tumblin dice...
Always in a hurry, never stop to worry
Dont see the time flashin by
Honey, got no money
Im all sixes, sevens, and nines