Tumbling Dice

Mm-mm, yeah (ooh-ooh) Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' 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 Cheatin' like I don't know how But baby, I go crazy, there's fever in the funk house now This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a-itchin' You know, you know the deuce 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 see the time flashin' 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 Baby, I can't stay You got to roll me and call me the tumbling dice Roll me and call me the tumbling dice Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone craps shooter Playing the field every night Baby, get it straight You got to roll me and call me the tumbling dice Got to roll me (call me the tumbling dice) Got to roll me Got to roll me Got to roll me (oh, oh yeah) Got to roll me (oh, oh) Got to roll me (oh yeah) Got to roll me (oh, keep on rolling) Got to roll me (oh, keep on rolling) Got to roll me (oh yeah, keep on rolling) Got to roll me (call me the tumbling dice) Got to roll me (oh my, yeah) Got to roll me (roll me, baby) Got to roll me (ah yeah) Got to roll me (oh my, my, my, my) Got to roll me (oh my) Got to roll me (Keep on tumbling down, baby, oh) Got to roll me (roll, roll, baby) Got to roll me (baby, oh my)