 Rolling
sevens
I was tired of letting her Taking me for what she could get
Smoking me down Like her last cigarette
See, luck's a dime in dozen In a thousand different places
Every country cousin's Holding five sweet aces
All of a sudden Love shines down on me
Kissing you Is like the angels kissing heaven
When I roll those dice I swear I'm rolling sevens
I'll do whatever you want Whatever you say
Everything's going our way
Poets and philosophers Can say what they like
But they've never been to your place After the clock strikes midnight Z
ooming in on you Brought me into focus
All the wild cards Start turning into jokers
All of a sudden Love rains down on me
Oh yeah, going our way Rolling sevens, rolling sevens
Everything's going our way |
