[Verse 1: Dave Hemingway]
Well, the dice that I roll
Never seems to land on six
And that forty-eight card pack
Is short of some of my old tricks
The horse I bet on all those years ago
Is probably still running round the track
Like the marriage that I gambled on
I'm due my money back
I'm due my money back
[Chorus: Jacqui Abbott & Hemingway]
We could've learned, we could've burned
From the firework love ignites
But that sparkler of romance
It proved impossible to light
If you're country code or you're green cross code
It can leave a lasting mark
History books have showed, follow safety code
And stamp out your final spark
[Verse 2: Abbott]
Well, the husband that I married once
I should've kept him in a cage
Kept him sitting waiting there
To show the tortoise middle age
Well, the dice that I roll
Never seems to land on six
And that forty-eight card pack
Is short of some of my old tricks
The horse I bet on all those years ago
Is probably still running round the track
Like the marriage that I gambled on
I'm due my money back
I'm due my money back
[Chorus: Jacqui Abbott & Hemingway]
We could've learned, we could've burned
From the firework love ignites
But that sparkler of romance
It proved impossible to light
If you're country code or you're green cross code
It can leave a lasting mark
History books have showed, follow safety code
And stamp out your final spark
[Verse 2: Abbott]
Well, the husband that I married once
I should've kept him in a cage
Kept him sitting waiting there
To show the tortoise middle age
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