LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ann Trabucco

Verse 1 Struts in the casino with money to burn, strikin’ it rich is your only concern. Work the room for blackjack, huntin’ your table, playin’ your cards right, walk away if you’re able.
Verse 2 Place down your chips, watch the roulette wheel spin, fifty fifty odds — maybe red or black’ll win. You can chase high rollers on a slot machine, but even penny bet players end up rollin’ in green.
Chorus (High Voltage) Decks keep shufflin’ and your hand looks mean, hollerin’ full house, prayin’ for that Queen. Bells start howlin’ from the video slot, now you’re struttin’ out with a smokin’ jackpot!
Verse 3 Top of the world with your limo and suite, but the house always wins and knocks you off your feet! Strongest willpower is the name of the game — bet with your head, and you’ve got no one to blame!
Outro So raise up your glass to the Bettin’ Fool’s show, lost all his gold, but still dreamin’ of dough. Karma’s dealin’ cards, puttin’ him on hold — the house writes the story, and it never gets old!