He's got death hangin' over his head, and there's something howling in the bayou.
Those fireflies make it look all charmed, but it ain't fooling him none-
'Cause Remy, he's also got a wound, a pack of cards,
and an ex-wife.
He knows doublecrossing like they be lovers, by now, but ah... well, and he be damned- he's also learnt a thing or two, too.
Sneaky gator down by the black water looks like he be cryin'- but it ain't fooling him none.
