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Wagers
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Wagers by Shivaree 70 bucks on Congaree, That you'd end up with me At a rumble in the jungle Like Muhammad Ali, That a full house you'd find But your queen lost her mind Now you're stuck at the table With three of a kind Do you get Out of the market And out of the pool? Is it better to park it Or drive like a fool? We usually lose But sometimes we win, So light up and let us begin |
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