Lost In The Shuffle - Webb Wilder

Just like a river, she flows through my soul

But just like tap water, she runs hot and cold

I was a kingpin, standin' tall

Now I’m just another gutter ball

I got lost in the shuffle, again

I got lost in the shuffle, my friend

She put me back with the pack

Now I’m just another joker at the bottom of the stack

I got lost in the shuffle, again

Her daddy is the preacher;

that don’t explain her devilish smile

She’s the Sunday school teacher, but Saturday night she’s a real wild,

woman child

When she lets down her hair

You ain’t got a prayer

But you’ll take your chances and you won’t even care if you get

Lost in the shuffle, my friend

I got lost in the shuffle, again

She put me back with the pack

Now I’m just another joker at the bottom of the stack

I got lost in the shuffle, again

Now I can still taste her lips, burnin' like a satin flame

I can still feel her arms, my heart will never beat the same

Some things are too good to be true

But just like time, she’s gonna run out on you

You’ll be lost in the shuffle, my friend

I got lost in the shuffle, again

She put me back with the pack

Now I’m just another joker at the bottom of the stack

I got lost in the shuffle, again

You’ll be lost in the shuffle, my friend

I got lost in the shuffle… aww, cut the cards