Four of a Kind - Magic City Hippies

Headed to space last Saturday night

Whiskey to the face with a buddy of mine

Too tipsy to taste all the booze that I buy

Frisky on the floor and the sun is up high

Puffin on a P-funk, balcony

Looking at her tree trunk alchemy

Girl get when you need done I’ll be free

Whenever there’s a rerun we won’t need

To stay out late on a Saturday night

Get drunk, get laid, get into a fight

Girl ya know I love you but it’s hard to say

Every day above us will always be this way

You’re going in

Oh you better go all in

There’s something I’ve been given

Little woman, i’ve been bitten in the best of ways

So stay out late this Saturday night

Take you to the 80s club you like

Ya won’t need a powdery pick up line

If only I’ll be good this time

Got a friend Joe, said he doesn’t know

Said he’s got it all, and yet he’s ready to blow

Going to up and leave it all for some dumb ho

Does he have a winner?

I don’t know

Fear of a freedom I can understand

You got queens on the table and for you they land

Got to remind you to play your hand

Four of a Kind, you better be a man

And go all in

Oh you better go all in

There’s something I’ve been given

Little woman, i’ve been bitten in the best of ways