11-22-2024, 06:15 AM
The end of the month, I was short on rent
Two hundred dollars to be specific
When i was that young, who knows where it went
Maybe I squandered it nothing drastic
But I'd given up, packed up all my stuff
Ready to move out the end of the week
When John called me up I had just enough
To go to the boats, to gamble and seek
Escape in the game, a long drive with friends
And put it all in the first game I play
I dont know the rules whatever happens
'What now?' 'This pile of chips is yours' they say
Exactly two hundred my first hand wins
I walked away and never again
Two hundred dollars to be specific
When i was that young, who knows where it went
Maybe I squandered it nothing drastic
But I'd given up, packed up all my stuff
Ready to move out the end of the week
When John called me up I had just enough
To go to the boats, to gamble and seek
Escape in the game, a long drive with friends
And put it all in the first game I play
I dont know the rules whatever happens
'What now?' 'This pile of chips is yours' they say
Exactly two hundred my first hand wins
I walked away and never again
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches