Once you had the goods
  You bet it all and it came up
Spades
  You were the street
You were the finish line
You were the goddamn
Motherfucker
Who kicked ass
 The wrench in the works though
Ah that damn wrench
    The leaves burned the house down
The dog died
Termites ate the violin and the cello
The car caught on fire and crashed into a police station
 Because you
No longer had said goods
  Your lawyer explained
   As she hung up on you