You're Dracula

Sometimes I try to make my poker poems singable by using pre-existing songs. This one uses "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt.

My hand was iffy
Yours was much worse
Yet you outdrew me
This really hurts
You seemed like you called with nothing
I had sixes and was right
But since you are a river rat
I lost and that bites

You're Dracula
You're Dracula
You're Dracula, it's true
Your frame is slight, yet you ruled the night
When with bat-like speed chips flew
From my stack to that of you

Well you sucked me dry
With your seven high
Two runner inside straight which made me
Almost cry
My set of queens seemed so sweet on the flop
But I helped you buy a house on a hilltop

You're Dracula
You're Dracula
You're Dracula, I say
Couldn't stand my
Reflection if I
Shared your crazy style of play
But it's tough to have to pay

You're Dracula
You're Dracula
You're Dracula. it's true
I must leave the table since I'm broke and a disgrace
But next time I'll be imitating you
And I'll probably lose a shoe
Since I will suck just like you