I laid all my cards down on the table
You were my trump card, my queen of hearts
He flushed his cards in your face
Visa black card thats what he plays with
I opened up my heart for you
Come in and make it your home
He opened up his wallet,
Dip in and get yourself a house
I picked up a pen and wrote you a poem
He picked up his pen and wrote you a cheque
I left you a note in your shoe saying i love you
He left you some notes on the drawer saying go get a new shoe
I took you to the mountain top to watch the stars
He took you downtown to get you star studs in your ears
I am all alone now walking down the street
He is driving down the street with my love
I am now a joker my queen of hearts has been trumped
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