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VERSES
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Well me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley
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Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley
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...And I kept rollin' them sevens, 'an winnin' all them pots
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My luck was so good I could do no wrong
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I jest kept on rollin' and con-trollin' them bones
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And finally they jest threw up their hands and said
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..'When you hot, .you hot'.I said 'Yeah?'
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When you're hot, you're hot
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..when you're not, you're not
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Put all the money in and let's roll 'em again
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When you're hot, you're hot
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La la la la- la la la.....La la la -la -la
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La la la la- la la la,....when you're hot, you're hot
VERSES
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Well,.. now every time I rolled them dice I'd win
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And I was just gettin' ready to roll 'em again
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When I heard somethin' behind me
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..I turned around and there was a big old cop
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He said 'Hello, boys' and then he gave us a grin 'n' said
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'Look like I'm gonna hafta haul you all in
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And keep all that money for evidence'
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I said ,'Well, son...when you hot,...you hot'
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When you're hot, you're hot
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And when you're not, you're not
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You can 'splain it all down at City Hall
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When you're hot, you're hot
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La la la la- la la la...La la la la - la
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La la la la- la la la,..when you're hot, you're hot
VERSES
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Well,when he took us inta court I couldn't believe my eyes
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The judge was a fishin' buddy that I recognized
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I said 'Hey, judge, old buddy, old pal'
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'I'll pay ya that hundred I owe ya if you'll get me outta this spot'
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So he gave my friends a little fine to pay
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He turned around and grinned at me and said
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.'Ninety days, Jerry, when you hot,.you hot'
'N' I said 'Thanks a lot'
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When you're hot, you're hot
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And when you're not, you're not
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He let my friends go free and throwed the book at me
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He said 'Well, when you're hot, you're hot'
OUTTRO VERSE (Talking and Laughhing)
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I said'Well I'll tell ya one thing judge, old buddy,old pal
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If you wasn't wearin' that black robe
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I'd take out in back of this courthouse
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And I'd try a little bit of your honor on
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You under-stand that, you hillbilly?
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Who gonna collect my welfare?'
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..Pay for for my Cadillac?
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Whadda you mean 'contempt of court'?'
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'Judge'
Written by Jerry Reed