May I say, today, I don't know what to say
I don't feel to well, oh well
Why don't you go to hell
And tell the devil he can make my bed
Tell my girl she don't have to be sad
I'm on my way to take my place
I move my feet to the beat of the Kansas City Shuffle (Shuffle)
As the light is getting dim, I roll my eyes
So tell the devil he can make my bed
My girl she don't need to be sad
As the line is getting thinnner I roll the dice
I roll the dice
Watch your step, cut me some slack
Who put that monkey on my back?
C'mon pass the hat and when you give it back
make sure it ain't filled with bird shit or coal
White rabbits with their eyes gone cold
Man this trick is getting old
So why don't you just but another round
And move your feet to the beat of the Kansas City Shuffle (Shuffle)
As the light is getting dim, I roll my eyes
So tell the devil he can make my bed
My girl she don't need to be sad
As the line is getting thinnner I roll the dice
I roll the dice
So move your feet to the beat of the Kansas City Shuffle (Shuffle)
As the light is getting dim, I roll my eyes
So tell the devil he can make my bed
My girl she don't need to be sad
As the line is getting thinnner I roll the dice
I roll the dice
I roll the dice

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