Nine Is Fine (Ten's A Sin)

The Baptist sign's where they're loading the dice
Guys out here got their hearts turned to ice
Friend of a mouse or a self-made man
But I ain't a fascist, you just can't understand

Maybe I'm a square, I don't care
Eject you out of my passenger chair
Nine is fine, but ten is a sin

I got my leather on, strutting the Shoals
Ain't gotta get around to not feel old

Shoot 'em straight, cue ball to eight, holster that fist away

At a quarter to three, you're kissing the ring
At fifteen after, you're cheating on me
Plank up your eye and powder your wig
And go out skating with the tweens choking cigs

Maybe I'm a square, I don't care
Eject you out of my passenger chair
Nine is fine, but ten is a sin

Who do you take me for? A fool? 'Cause I play by the rules?
'Cause you can't have your cake and eat it
When two's company, and three's a crowd, four's a pit

I got my leather on, strutting the Shoals
Ain't gotta get around to not feel old



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Claude Jahnke, Robert Andrew Baxter
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