Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game   No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane   Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain   Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind   Where to draw the line      An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor   She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store   She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me   Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time   Nowhere to draw the line      Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs   Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long   Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime   No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine   Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose   Where to draw the line      Checkmate   Don't be late   Take another pull   That's right   Impossible   When you got to be yourself   You're the boss   The toss   The dice   The price   Grab yourself a slice   Nowhere to draw the line