(G.Brooker K.Reid M.Noble)
There was trouble in the air
Just a subtle hint of danger
And a woman dressed in black
out lookin' for a stranger
Well she took me to her room
Where she offered me a wager
She promised me the moon
So I took a chance
Yes I played the King of Hearts
Put my cards out on the table
I thought the odds were in my favour
But she laid the Ace of Spades
An' I wound up where I started
The King of Hearts no more
But the King of the Broken-hearted
She cut the deck one more
By the light of thirteen candles
She said,
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