Playing games might be
Your forte
But you’re too easy to see through
Leaving you speechless to say
How the dog
got into your stash
Or how a frog bounced your cash
off the log
And how you almost crashed
But this game
is way too lame
Even for your future walk of shame
Who you gonna blame
Can’t change your face
Too caught up in the race
Gotta pick up the pace
Step back and know your place
Did the cow suddenly jump
over the moon
Be careful ‘cause there’s a hump
When you open your mouth and
speak too soon
I’m that secret piece
between trouble and peace
Can’t wear enough grease
To sign your next lease
Of all the empty frames
you choose to see through
Seems your new match has a clue
about you playing games