Hey, I wonder where's that policy-writin' man now?
Hey, I wonder where's that policy-writin' man now?
I done losed all my money shooting craps and I can't win no money nohow
I'm gonna put my last dime on that twenty, thirty and that little old ten
I'm gonna put my last dime on that twenty, thirty and that little old ten
Oh, they tell me that's my baby's initials and it'll bring my money back home again
I'm gonna play 'em straight across, man, you know I'm playin' 'em straight down
Boy, I'm playin' 'em and you know I got 'em straight down
Now, policy man, my numbers done come out, bring me twenty-seven dollars on around
I'm gonna put a four-bit piece back on the twenty, thirty, and that little old ten
I'm gonna put a four-bit piece back on the twenty, thirty, and that little old ten
And if them numbers come out, man, it'll bring my money back right again
Policy man, if my numbers come out, don't fool around on the street
Policy man, if my numbers come out, don't fool around on the street
Just cut across on St. Lawrence Avenue and bring my money on home to me