Four of a Kind Songtext
von Magic City Hippies

Headed to space last Saturday night
Whiskey to the face with a buddy of mine
Too tipsy to taste all the booze that I buy
Frisky on the floor and the sun is up high

Puffin′ on a P-Funk balcony
Lookin' at her tree trunk alchemy
Girl, get when you need done, I′ll be free
If ever there's a rerun we won't need

To stay out late on a Saturday night
Get drunk, get laid, get into a fight
Girl, you know I love you, but it′s hard to say
Every day above will always be this way

You′re going in, in, in
Oh, you better go all i-i-in, i-i-in

There's something I′ve been given, little woman
I've been bitten in the best of ways, the best of ways
There′s something I've been given, little woman
I′ve been bitten in the best of ways, the best of ways


So stay out late this Saturday night
I'll take you to the '80s club you like
You won′t need a powdery pickup line
If only I′ll be good this time

Got a friend Joe, says he doesn't know
Said he′s got it all, yeah, he's ready to blow
Going to up and leave it all for some dumb ho
Does he have a winner? I don′t know

Fear of a freedom I can understand
You got queens on the table and for you, they land
Got to remind you to play your hand
Four of a kind, you better be a man

And go all in, in, in
Oh, you better go all i-i-in, i-i-in
Oh, you better go all in, in, in
Oh, you better go all in, in, in

There's something I′ve been given, little woman
I've been bitten in the best of ways, the best of ways
There's something I′ve been given, little woman
I′ve been bitten in the best of ways, the best of ways
There's something I′ve been given, little woman
I've been bitten in the best of ways, the best of ways