Lost In The Shuffle
Lost In The Shuffle
Just like a river, she flows through my soul
But just like tap water, she runs hot and cold
I was a kingpin, standin' tall
Now I'm just another gutter ball
I got lost in the shuffle, again
I got lost in the shuffle, my friend
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
Her daddy is the preacher; that don't explain her devilish smile
She's the Sunday school teacher, but Saturday night she's a real wild, woman child
When she lets down her hair
You ain't got a prayer
But you'll take your chances and you won't even care if you get
Lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle, again
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
Now I can still taste her lips, burnin' like a satin flame
I can still feel her arms, my heart will never beat the same
Some things are too good to be true
But just like time, she's gonna run out on you
You'll be lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle, again
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
You'll be lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle... aww, cut the cards
Just like a river, she flows through my soul
But just like tap water, she runs hot and cold
I was a kingpin, standin' tall
Now I'm just another gutter ball
I got lost in the shuffle, again
I got lost in the shuffle, my friend
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
Her daddy is the preacher; that don't explain her devilish smile
She's the Sunday school teacher, but Saturday night she's a real wild, woman child
When she lets down her hair
You ain't got a prayer
But you'll take your chances and you won't even care if you get
Lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle, again
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
Now I can still taste her lips, burnin' like a satin flame
I can still feel her arms, my heart will never beat the same
Some things are too good to be true
But just like time, she's gonna run out on you
You'll be lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle, again
She put me back with the pack
Now I'm just another joker at the bottom of the stack
I got lost in the shuffle, again
You'll be lost in the shuffle, my friend
I got lost in the shuffle... aww, cut the cards
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Writer(s): Michael Smith, Robert S. Field
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