Lyrics:

Well, no more slipping and dodging around with youNo more slipping and dodging around with youIf you want to be my baby, you know what you have to doLife is like a card game, always take a chanceLife is like a card game, always take a chanceWell, there''s no money, honey it ain''t no romanceYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airWell, when you''re around me, baby gotta treat me fairWell, look-a here woman, and tell me what you going to doNow, look-a here woman, and tell me what you going to doI''m a-getting sick and tired of worrying over youYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airWell, when you''re around me, baby gotta treat me fairNo one to love me, no one to call my ownWell, no one to love me, no one to call my ownFrom now on darling, it seems I''m gonna leave you aloneYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airYou gotta pack fair and square, baby don''t try to give me the airWell, when you''re around me, baby gotta treat me fair