Stay out every night, drinkin' your bad gin And when you're good and tight, you come staggrin' in
Pack your sack, Jack, I've got enough of that stuff
I always pay the red man when he's knockin' at the door
You've never got a cent, man, you always cryin' poor
Pack your sack, Jack, I've got enough of that stuff
That chick you had on part-time can go on full-time now
You've jived me for a long time, you've jived me for a long time
For the last time, you ain't no good, no how
I played you to win and you didn't even show
It won't happen again, it ain't like that
No more pack your sack, Jack, I've got enough of that stuff
And when you're good and tight, you come staggrin' in
Pack your sack, Jack, I've got enough of that stuff
That chick you had on part-time can go on full-time now
You've jived me for the last time, you ain't no good, no how
I played you to win and you didn't even show
It won't happen again, it ain't like that
No more pack your sack, Jack, I've got enough of that stuff
I warn you, I've got enough of that stuff
I don't know of, of that stuff