Swimming with the sharks;
Long sleeves buttoned tight
Hide the needle marks
From the other players' sight.
He sees the brass ring;
He's gonna grab it.
His luck's gonna swing;
He'll kick the habit -
Or at least he'll try.
Old Mister KING HIGH.
Old Mister KING HIGH.
One man's loss is no man's gain
In the poker game of pain.
No two hands are ever the same
In the poker game of pain.
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
Is the one unchanging line.
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
In the poker game of pain.
Receding hairline
And expanding waist,
He lives to wine and dine
Women of good taste.
He thinks of his wife;
Knows he shouldn't stray.
He knows that the knife
Can cut either way.
Doesn't like making scenes -
Old Mister TWO QUEENS.
Old Mister TWO QUEENS.
One man's loss is no man's gain
In the poker game of pain.
No two hands are ever the same
In the poker game of pain.
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
Is the one unchanging line
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
In the poker game of pain.
Dealing in death's game
For too many years,
He lives through the blame
And lives through the tears.
Could've stopped to rest awhile;
He chose to drive on.
Now his wife and child
Are both dead and gone.
Read 'em and weep:
They died in his sleep -
And the winner bows -
Mister EMPTY HOUSE.
We gamble every time we wake;
Every day's a new risk to take.
We gamble every time we sleep;
Wake up to read 'em and weep.
One man's loss is no man's gain
In the poker game of pain.
No two hands are ever the same
In the poker game of pain.
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
Is the one unchanging line.
"I'll see your hurt and raise you mine!"
In the poker game of pain.