TUNING: D A D F# A D D Women think I`m tasty but they`re always tryin` to waste me And make me burn the candle right down B D B D A B But baby, baby, I don`t need no jewels in my crown Cos all you women is low down gamblers Cheatin like I don`t know how But baby, baby, there`s fever in the funkhouse now This low down bitchin` got my poor feet aitchin` You know, you know the deuce is still wild Baby, I can`t stay A You got to roll me B D And call me the tumbling dice Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry Do you see the time flashing by Honey, got no money, I`m all sixes, sevens and nines Say now, baby, I`m the rank outsider You can be my partner in crime But baby, I can`t stay A B You got to roll me and call me the tumbling A B D Roll me and call me the tumbling dice Oh my my my, I`m the lone crap shooter Playin` in the field every night Baby, can`t stay A B You got to roll me and call me the tumbling A B D Roll me and call me the tumbling dice A D Got to roll me A D Got to roll me ...