We can figure the odds
We can pray to the gods
Something for nothing
You can shuffle the deck until you're a wreck
Something for nothing
Money they don't make anymore, at least not around me
Might as well beg from the poor, pitiful me, pitiful me yeahThis is the game, the rules never change
Something for nothing
It's just w roll of the dice that you put on ice
Something for nothing
Money, they don't make anymore, not around me
Might as well beg from the poor, poor poor pitiful me
Pitiful me, yeah poor pitiful meGimme a break, I'm losing my stake
Something for nothing
Money, they don't make anymore, not around me
Might as well beg from the poor, pitiful me, poor pitiful me, pitiful me
Oh yeah
Something for nothingWriters: Keith Richards/Steve Jordyn
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