Bad times, may bar you from saks
At times, when satan in slacks
Breaks down your self control
Maybe, as often it goes
Your abe-y, may tire of his rose
So baby, this rule I propose
Always have an ace in the hole
Sad times, may follow your tracks
Bad times, may bar you from saks
At times, when satan in slacks
Breaks down your self control
Maybe, as often it goes
Your abe-y, may tire of his rose
So baby, this rule I propose
Always have an ace in the hole
Always have an ace in the hole