Can't do a trick to save my life
Can't handle cards or throw a dice
Can't pull a rabbit from a hat that I have worn upon my head
A thousand times
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Can't levitate to save my life
Can't be restrained in no device
Can't find a flower up my sleeve that I don't really want to leave there
All the time
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
My illusion sucks it's second rate
I lost my dove it flew away
No knotted ropes no amazing great escape
Can't really call for volunteers
Can't seem to make them disappear
Can't saw my way out of a box I'll most likely just get lost
In the stratosphere
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Chris Wilkie - Can't do a Trick Lyrics
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Can't do a trick to save my life
Can't handle cards or throw a dice
Can't pull a rabbit from a hat that I have worn upon my head
A thousand times
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Can't levitate to save my life
Can't be restrained in no device
Can't find a flower up my sleeve that I don't really want to leave there
All the time
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
My illusion sucks it's second rate
I lost my dove it flew away
No knotted ropes no amazing great escape
Can't really call for volunteers
Can't seem to make them disappear
Can't saw my way out of a box I'll most likely just get lost
In the stratosphere
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Can't handle cards or throw a dice
Can't pull a rabbit from a hat that I have worn upon my head
A thousand times
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Can't levitate to save my life
Can't be restrained in no device
Can't find a flower up my sleeve that I don't really want to leave there
All the time
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
My illusion sucks it's second rate
I lost my dove it flew away
No knotted ropes no amazing great escape
Can't really call for volunteers
Can't seem to make them disappear
Can't saw my way out of a box I'll most likely just get lost
In the stratosphere
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
No magic show I must confess no rigmarole
No amazing tricks no great escape
Writer: Chris Wilkie
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