Ace of Spades
Hey
That game you were playing
Been played on me before
But the girl that played it
She not here anymore
Listen to me baby, have no fear
The game you were playin'
I'm the one that brought it here
I brought it here, I brought it here
I'm the ace of spades
Baby, that's me
Ace of heart
Could mean love a misery
Ace of diamond
Somethin' every woman crave
I use ace of club
To keep a lil' somethin' in place
Listen to me, baby, you just can't win
Places you tryin' to go
I already been, I been there
I been there
Wait a minute
There are some men
Call themselves a king
All they want in life
Shout back to them, diamond ring
There are weaker men
Call themselves a jack
Goddamn fools, fall in love
They never never make it back
From the nine to the ten
You just can't win
From the eight to the four, baby
You're just too low
From the two to the three
You can't beat me
I'm the ace of spades baby
You can't beat me
I'm the ace of spades baby
You can't beat me
You go get your coat
I'll bring your hat
I'll be the ace of spades
Whenever you come back
I love you, I love you
But I can't let you beat me
I love you, I love you
But I can't let you beat me
I ain't no fool
I'm Memphis cool
You better take it like that
Girl put on your hat
Baby, oh baby
Do you feel all right?
Do you feel all right?
Would you clap your hand?
Clap your hand?
Clap your hand?
Why don't you clap your hand?
Baby, oh baby
Thank you so very much
Thank you
We call that the Ace of Spades
Yeah
Thank you, thank you
Thank you so very much
In the year 1967
What did we do?
That game you were playing
Been played on me before
But the girl that played it
She not here anymore
Listen to me baby, have no fear
The game you were playin'
I'm the one that brought it here
I brought it here, I brought it here
I'm the ace of spades
Baby, that's me
Ace of heart
Could mean love a misery
Ace of diamond
Somethin' every woman crave
I use ace of club
To keep a lil' somethin' in place
Listen to me, baby, you just can't win
Places you tryin' to go
I already been, I been there
I been there
Wait a minute
There are some men
Call themselves a king
All they want in life
Shout back to them, diamond ring
There are weaker men
Call themselves a jack
Goddamn fools, fall in love
They never never make it back
From the nine to the ten
You just can't win
From the eight to the four, baby
You're just too low
From the two to the three
You can't beat me
I'm the ace of spades baby
You can't beat me
I'm the ace of spades baby
You can't beat me
You go get your coat
I'll bring your hat
I'll be the ace of spades
Whenever you come back
I love you, I love you
But I can't let you beat me
I love you, I love you
But I can't let you beat me
I ain't no fool
I'm Memphis cool
You better take it like that
Girl put on your hat
Baby, oh baby
Do you feel all right?
Do you feel all right?
Would you clap your hand?
Clap your hand?
Clap your hand?
Why don't you clap your hand?
Baby, oh baby
Thank you so very much
Thank you
We call that the Ace of Spades
Yeah
Thank you, thank you
Thank you so very much
In the year 1967
What did we do?
Credits
Writer(s): Don Robey
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