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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Walked up in the bar, sat down on the stool
And got the low down from the guy with the jewel
He was playin' pool and he thought he was good
'Cause he bet me five dimes, he could sink 'em with his footHe grabbed a stick, tried to kick it with his heel
Did a sick back flip and ended up full kneel
He didn't squeal, but it looked like it hurt
And it did 'cause he took me for my cash and my shirtI got worked, but what's worse than that
Is just as he was leaving he tipped his hat
Then he laughed and said, I'm sorry 'bout your luck
When he walked out the door, he got hit by a truckAces and 8's, aces and 8's

Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's handAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8'sHow 'bout the guy, used to hang in the clubs
Getting all the numbers and getting all the love
He didn't wear gloves, he was too hardcore
May he rest in peace, we don't see him anymoreLots of stories and old cliches
Small town girl tryin' to make her way
She moved to the city, all she wanted was a job
Now, she's underneath the desk, tryin' to move to the topIt won't stop 'cause the circle won't let it
Be careful what you wish for, you might get it
You know the cat got macked by the bees
He was messin' with the honey and the mouse and the cheeseAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's handAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8'sYou could beat the system, you could beat your girl
But who ya gonna beat, come the end of the world?
Imagine, everything you ever worked for, strived for
Suddenly becomin' everything your gonna die forNow what'd ya live for, nothing anymore, right?
How could you live your whole life uptight
See everything you did and everything you seen
Rolled around in the mud, but you couldn't come cleanAnd that makes you dirty, now how does that feel
Living life like an open cut that won't heal
Sore at the world and you don't know why
You bounced like a ball and that's how you'll dieAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's handAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8'sAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's handAces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's, that's a dead man's hand
Aces and 8's, aces and 8's
Aces and 8's

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Uncle Kracker (born Matthew Shafer 9 November 1974 in Mount Clemens, Michigan) is an American rock and roll and country music musician.

He started out his career at a young age as a fledgling rapper. He met Kid Rock in 1987, and Rock asked Kracker to become his DJ. Kracker did not know how to work the turntables, but he soon learned how to, and he became a long-term friend and colleague of Rock.

Kracker worked with Kid Rock until he became a solo artist in 2000.

The My Hometown Songfacts reports that Kracker recorded Postcards From Home over seven weeks in early 2011. The album title was inspired by his hectic life on the road after his successful Happy Hour longplayer.

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