She knew how to play cards
and she played them, so well
from a knowledge of odds
and a smile, that's her spell
Winning the game
with a kiss, and wink
never forgetting her name
so, why can't I think?
As under her glamour
she spins with a chip
coming down like a hammer
as I'm losing my grip
Walkin the walk
away with the cash
talkin the talk
as I....burn....and crash
Apr 21, 2025
Apr 21, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
She knew how to play cards
and she played them, so well
from a knowledge of odds
and a smile, that's her spell
Winning the game
with a kiss, and wink
never forgetting her name
so, why can't I think?
As under her glamour
she spins with a chip
coming down like a hammer
as I'm losing my grip
Walkin the walk
away with the cash
talkin the talk
as I....burn....and crash
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