Draw The Line

Checkmate, honey, beat you at your own damn game

No dice, honey, I'm living on the astral plane

Feet's on the ground and your head's going down the drain

Oh, heads, I win, tails, you lose to the never mind

And when to draw the line

The Indian Summer, Carrie was all over the floor

She was a wet net winner and rarely ever left the store

She'd sing and dance all night and wrong all the right out of me

Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time

Know where to draw the line

Hi-ho, Silver, we were singing all your cowboy songs

Oh, you told Carrie and promised her you wouldn't be long

Heads, I win, tails, you lose, Lord, it's such a crime

No dice, honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine

Checkmate, honey, you the only one who's got to choose

Where to draw the line

Checkmate, don't be late, take another pull

That's right, impossible

When you got to be yourself, you're the boss of the toss

The dice, the price, grab yourself a slice

You know to draw the line