Letras
Take it slow, with a pocket full of quarters
With a hand like that, he's gonna win it all
In the approach, locking eyes with the dealer
Showing his teeth, he plays the old rules
Oh and in the end, there's not really an end
Oh and when it falls, it isn't worth it all
Hey man, you can't go over 21
Hey kid, I've got the most you know I've won, I'm done
Other players start to gather round
Big anger always draws a crowd
Then it got loud
He flipped the table and grabbed the dealer by his tie
He looked behind him and said, Now people am I right?
They nodded and they sighed, nobody likes to lose
He said, We're right (yeah), now we make the rules
(Now we make the rules)
It smells like vanilla with cigarettes and rum
Holding cards and cash between his finger and his thumb
Do it, do it, do it, do it, you get what you want
Killer, killer, be a killer, you come out on top
He's running the table
The world can wait
The cooler's watching over,
Is that all there is?
Oh and in the end, there's not really an end
Oh and when it falls, it isn't worth it all
Oh and in the end (he's running the table),
There's not really an end (the world can wait)
Oh and when it falls (he's running the table)
It isn't worth it all