You can't fool a fooler

I can tell

When a John got jazzed

By a Jezebel You can't beat the house

You can't beat the house

Tell the man, somebody

You can't beat the house When these horn dogs

Get lucky with dough

They'll blow it on the roosters

And the girls of Smokey Row You can't beat the house

You can't beat the house

Now tell the man, somebody

You can't beat the house You wanna buy you a dance

Don't buy it in here

It's all skin games and jelly roll

Red eye and beer They're all as mean as rat snakes

All got knives in their boots

Even the piano player, man

He don't care who he shoots See that little home wrecker

In the back room

She'll pick your pocket

With her pet raccoon You can't beat the house

You can't beat the house

Tell the man, somebody

You can't beat the house