Mark Knopfler - You Can't Beat the House lyrics

[Mark Knopfler - You Can't Beat the House lyrics]

You can't fool a fooler
I can tell when a John
Got jazzed by a Jezebel
You can't beat the house
You can't beat the house
Tell the man somebody
You can't beat the house

When these horn dogs get lucky with dough
They'll blow it on the rooster
And the girls of Smokey Row
You can't beat the house
You can't beat the house
Now tell the man somebody
You can't beat the house
You want to buy you a dance
Don't buy it in here
It's all skin games and jelly roll
Red-eye and beer
They're all as mean as rat snakes
All got knives in their boots


Even the piano player, man
He don't care who he shoots

See that little home wrecker in the backroom
She'll pick your pocket with her pet raccoon
You can't beat the house
You can't beat the house
Tell the man, somebody
You can't beat the house

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