Women think I'm tasty
But they're always trying to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But baby
Baby
I don't need no jewels in my crown
Cause all you women
Is low down gamblers
Cheating like I don't know how
But baby
Baby
There's fever in the funk house now
This low down bitching
Got my poor feet a itching
You know you know the duece is still wild
Baby
I can't stay
You got to roll me
And call me the tumbling dice
Always in a hurry
I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashing by
Honey
Got no money
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines
Say now, baby
I'm the rank outsider
You can be my partner in crime
But baby
I can't stay
You got to roll me
And call me the tumbling
Roll me
And call me the tumbling dice
Oh, my, my, my
I'm the lone crap shooter
Playing the field every night
Baby
Can't stay
You got to roll me
And call me the tumbling dice
Roll me
And call me the tumbling
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me
You got to roll me