You can't fool a fooler   I can tell   When a John got jazzed   By a Jezebel      You can't beat the house   You can't beat the house   Tell the man, somebody   You can't beat the house      When these horn dogs   Get lucky with dough   They'll blow it on the roosters   And the girls of Smokey Row      You can't beat the house   You can't beat the house   Now tell the man, somebody   You can't beat the house      You wanna buy you a dance   Don't buy it in here   It's all skin games and jelly roll   Red eye and beer      They're all as mean as rat snakes   All got knives in their boots   Even the piano player, man   He don't care who he shoots      See that little home wrecker   In the back room   She'll pick your pocket   With her pet raccoon      You can't beat the house   You can't beat the house   Tell the man, somebody   You can't beat the house