The Dead Weather

one more coffee.
one more cigarette.
one more morning trying to forget.
if i had the chance,
i wouldn't like to bet
your game is something yet.

oh, it's a shame--ain't natural for you.
baby, it's a sin.
you know you just can't win when you are in.

you used to ride on buses.
take a tube to camden town.
now you go by aeroplane--don't let nothing bring you down.

it's a shame. ain't natural for you.
baby, it's a sin.
don't you know you just can't win when you are in?

now the road is dark and lonely
but you got a pearl light mode.
you're up in park lane now,
and i'm somewhere around in tottenham court road.

it's a shame--ain't natural for you.
baby, it's a sin.
no, you just can't win.
no, you just can't win
when you are in.

cover by the dead weather.