At the end of the Black Jack table

Tonight we're having a big feast in the great city of sin I'm about to unleash the beast Let this party for players begin The soft, green cloth beneath my fingers The shiny deck of cards The joy when the dealer bust still lingers Wont you please send my regards The tingling inside when the Ace says hello The kick when the King joins in The Queen is also welcome to the show And the Jack can bring his twin Race doesn't matter at this gathering Both blacks and reds look swell When diamonds and spades are scattering You can invite hearts and clubs aswell The bets are getting higher and higher My wallet is getting thin I hardly ever get what I desire Cause the house will always win At first I thought I had control But suddenly I was unstable I had lost my entire bank roll At the end of the Black Jack table

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