One more coffee, one more cigarette
One more morning trying to forget.
If I had the chance
To join your dance
I wouldn t like to bet,
That your game is something yet
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 Greyhound to Birmingham.
Now you go by aeroplane honey
Nothing will bring you down
And I know nothing can
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.
Now the road is dark and lonely,
But you are in your bran new mode.
You re living up in Manhattan now
And I m somewhere down in Savannah
Way down below
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.
