Draw The Line Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game No dice honey, I'm livin' on an astral plane Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind Where to draw the line An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it won't take time Nowhere to draw the line Hi-ho Silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs You told Carrie, and promised that you wouldn't be long Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose Where to draw the line Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooh! Checkmate Don't be late Take another pull That's right Impossible When you got to be yourself You're the boss Of the toss The dice, The price Grab yourself a slice To draw the line Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh Ooooh, oh