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If you spend more time in a bar than a chapel
If you're more inclined to take a bite of the apple
If your good didn't take, if you can't fake your way
Through a dinner at a country club
If you spent last Christmas wearing handcuffs
If your screw's all loose, then you're just like us
Well, there's always room for a couple more
Wannabe kings falling off the board
Little plastic pieces all red and black
Well, everybody in here's got a checkered past
Everybody in here's got a checkered past
If you feel more at home at a cheap motel
If your ideal heaven is raising hell
If you got more cars in your front yard
Than a Black Friday Walmart parking lot
If you're on a first name basis with the cops
If you got a gun but you ain't got a shot
Well, there's always room for a couple more
Wannabe kings falling off the board
Little plastic pieces all red and black
Well, everybody in here's got a checkered past
Everybody in here's got a checkered past
Double-jumping little squares
Come from nothing and everywhere
You make a bad move?, who cares
It's an easy game when we're all the same
Yeah, there's always room for a couple more
Wannabe kings falling off the board
Little plastic pieces all red and black
Well, everybody in here's got a checkered past
Everybody in here's got a checkered past
Everybody in here's got a checkered past
Everybody in here's got a checkered past
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