an ace up my sleeve
And I deal from the bottom like
Frankie
Four
Fingers with a gambling problem
I'm a jack of all trades, master of none I gotta get the girl,
grab the money and run
The parlor trick, corn artist,
back alley stick -up I'll turn the poker table into a 52 pick -up
Everything turns green,
the slot machines are lit up
When I'm walking by like
Billie
Jean or
Jimmy the
Jim
Getting lucky like
Bugsy, get the big money
This ain't a game of
P -Knuckle,
Richard,
Gin,
Rummy
I can't stop, I'm energized like that pink bunny I
make myself scarce when things get ugly
Daddy needs a new pair of gators
And lately I thought about the odds
of stealing candy from a baby
Life's a gamble,
there's a vig on late payments
But what happens in
Vegas, stays in
Vegas
The greatest show on earth ain't
Cirque du
Soleil
It's the big shots,
people with the high rollers playin'
If I went back tomorrow,
everything I lost today
It's time to double down,
and let the chips fall where they may
Shake em up, let em roll
Shake em up, let em roll
Shake em up, let em roll
Shake em up, let em roll
Left in the corners of my cards
as the devil deals
To reveal the secrets hidden
within the seven seals
Lady
Luck is a showgirl in stiletto heels
Her promises are like her double
D's, never real
But her sense of appeal makes me
want to spin the wheel
When I should have solved the puzzle,
now I'm on banana peels
Trying to do the jitterbug
on the tightrope
It's a showdown on 6th street, my
mind's in a different time zone
Suffering from sleep deprivation
Is the joker laughing at my
bluff or am I hallucinating?
Strange things happen when they
nev er turn their lights out
I forget if I'm playing
Texas
Hold 'em or
Pi
Gow
5 to 1, baby, 1 in 5,
I heard that no one here gets out alive
Or at least without their kneecaps,
bass, my baseball bats
Graded to the max and hella plastic on the rack,
too late to pass
So I'm sweatin' hollow tips,
up the ante like
Marshall
Roulette
With gunpowder on my breath
I'm a few bullets short of a full clip
But livin' on the edge gives
me a sense of depth
I step to the table like
Amarillo
Slim
I'm another fuckin' angel in the city of sin
No wash, no push, just a loss or a win
I'll get the fuck outta dodge
just to save my own skin
Shake em up, let em roll
I made it to the top,
then they pulled out the tablecloth
Underneath this house,
the cards and I dropped
Why did I build my castle on a landfill?
Buried beneath an avalanche,
yellin' jackpot
Flashin' my wand from the
tracks of the flat tops
Backlot, crap shots, my hands in the cash box
I crash bots,
rock the casbah and won't back off
I can send medicine in a
Mexican standoff
From
Minnesota fast, went from flop to flush
I got the touch of gold,
whether it's straw or stud
Impressing my luck, no whammies,
no whammies, no whammies, stop
On the
Vegas strip,
I'm like a kid in a candy shop
Lost in the shuffle of double
-crossers and
Shylocks
I'm like it hot,
getting popped by the vice squad
I'm chopped in the icebox,
pushing the limits
I heard a sucker's born every minute
Tryna hit the parlay,
rags to riches for the hard way
The
Hong
Kong hustle, silver lin ing in the arcade
Sin
City, the boys are back in town like
Finn
Lizzy
And we ain't pitchin' pennies, we
rollin' till we sittin' pretty
Shake em up ,
let em roll
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