Trump Style

If I don't take to the highway

I'm going to lose my head

Can't do things your way

Gotta live my way

And the grass is greener on

The wrong side of the bed

The grass is always greener

Inside my head

You can be my partner

I'll chose you first

When we pick teams

We'll do just fine

Lay your meld

Across from mine

And take a few tricks for me

Take a few tricks for me

Be sure to remember

A ten beats a king

You don't have money

Or a place or a pretty pretty face

But you're an ace

And that beats most everything

You're an ace

And that beats most everything

If I get off the bus in Reno

Put all my chips on number nine

Maybe I'll get lucky

And lose everything

Start from the bottom

One more time

Without a stinkin'

Cotton pickin' dime

If I was a pirate out at sea

Stole all your gold and set you free

Would you come sailing after me?

To try to get your booty back

Try to get your booty back

Try to get your booty back

Your booty back from me

Bury me next to my grandpa

Ashes in the water and the wind

That way I can drift

Forever and ever

Maybe someday we will meet again

Maybe you and me will meet again

If it's meant to be

We will meet again