Now the cards are all stacked against me For reasons I don't understand And since he's taken my place at your table Then he'll have to play out my hand
He thinks he knows a winning hand when he steals one But all too soon another stealer is bound to call And he'll find that the cards are just like teardrops He'll have to take them wherever they fall [ piano ] He thinks he knows a winning hand... No deal no deal yes someday he'll pay for your hand (no deal)