Must be yellow man do it,
who don't know how the guys do it
Hungry yellow man who da do it,
who don't know how the guys do it
On a warm summer's day, on a
Made up the wheel again to
learn, how to turn to sleep
I can see you are the basis for
so I hand him in my bottle
Then you gonna see the red
Then the night got deathly quiet
Space lost all expression
If you gonna play the game boy
You gotta know the place right
You got to know when to fall in
you never count your money
When you're sitting at the table,
maybe time enough to count it
But when the deal is done,
for every blame there's no
knowing what to throw away
And the best that you can hope for
And when he finish speaking
He turn back for the window
Because somewhere in the town
The gambler he broke even
And the final words he say to me
You got to know when to hold it
You never found your money
When you're sitting at the table
Every time enough to count it
But when the deal is done
Lord, you're not lucky in the gambling
Lord, you're not lucky in the gambling
Cause when you chuck up the jack
Yellow man say what that, when
Me start it a fret, when he chunk up the cake
Lord me no lucky inna gambling
Kawa, you got to know when to hold it
you never count your money
When it's sitting at the table,
baby time not to count it
you got to know when to fall in
you never found your money
