Do It Again Songtext
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Do It Again Songtext
In the morning you go gunning
For the man who stole your water
And you fire ′til it's done in
But they catch you at the border
In the morning′s almost sun in
As they dry you by your feet
But the hangman he's in hanging
And they put you on a street
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
When you know she's no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In the room with your two timer
And you′re sure you′re near the end
Then you love a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smiling
You′ll be on your knees tomorrow
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
Now you swear and kick and beg us
That you're not a gambling man
Then you find you′re back in Vegas
With a handle in your hand
Your black cards can't make you money
So you hide them when you′re able
In the land of milk and honey
You must put them on the table
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it again
For the man who stole your water
And you fire ′til it's done in
But they catch you at the border
In the morning′s almost sun in
As they dry you by your feet
But the hangman he's in hanging
And they put you on a street
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
When you know she's no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In the room with your two timer
And you′re sure you′re near the end
Then you love a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smiling
You′ll be on your knees tomorrow
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
Now you swear and kick and beg us
That you're not a gambling man
Then you find you′re back in Vegas
With a handle in your hand
Your black cards can't make you money
So you hide them when you′re able
In the land of milk and honey
You must put them on the table
You go back Jack do it again
Well turning round and round
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it again
You go back Jack do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it again
Writer(s): Donald Jay Fagen, Walter Carl Becker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
