Mr. Mac is on again
Royal Flush in his hand
And you know that he will always win
With a smile in his face
He gets in any place
He's a lover, He's a sex machine
Royal Flush in his hand
And you know that he will always win
With a smile in his face
He gets in any place
He's a lover, He's a sex machine
He takes every girl to somewhere between heaven-hell
She can choose the words that want he tell
To makes her feels the sweet velvet touch
But Mac never falls in love
Walkin' on saturday night
On street of red lights
All the eyes are stared on him
He's taking just a ride
Just passed of midnight
He has all that he can see
He takes every girl to somewhere between heaven-hell
She can choose the words that want he tell
To make herself feels heart in love
But Mac never falls in love
Mr Mac sometimes takes some dust to get high
And looks with a poker smile
You can think whatever you want but one thing I'll say
You was caught on Mr Mac's game
He takes every girl to somewhere between heaven-hell
She can choose the words that want he tell
To make herself feels heart in love
But Mac never falls in love
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