Bb King Bad Breaks lyrics

Oh, i wish i was single, `cause my woman, she drives me mad
I wish i was single, `cause my woman, she drives me mad
Yes, she`s always accusing me of someone of someone i ain`t never had

Last night i felt lucky but my luck was running slow
The last hand i caught four aces and the police broke down the door
I said, "lord, lord, what can a poor boy do?"
It`s tough when you can`t make no money,
Seems like all the bad breaks come to you

Got home this morning, she was looking kind-a funny
She said, "don`t come in here daddy, unless you got some money"
I said, "lord, lord, what can a poor boy do?"
It`s tough when you can`t make no money,
Seems like all the bad breaks come to you

I asked my woman for some dinner, she looked at me like a fool
She said, "i`m playing checkers, daddy, and i think it`s your time to move"
I said, "lord, lord, what can a poor boy do?"
It`s tough when you can`t make no money,
Seems like all the bad breaks come to you