Trying to win the pot
Don’t make me say, it’ obvious
Just bet a dime
You know i won’t raise ‘till it’s time
The color of green
Will ease your pain of losing
Ice in your glass
I think it’s too clear to see through
If you decide to join, thinga are not
The same as you see
Five, six, seven to your heart
Just relax, like you said it’s just a game
Eight, nine, color of your suit
You should choose another one next time
Again, i’ll say it’s just a game
I’ve Always been playing
The same game, i’ll never lose
And you knew it well
It must be your unlucky day
Time on your wrist can’t even tell you
It’s right time to fold
Five, six, seven to your heart
Just relax, like you said it’s just a game
Eight, nine, color of your suit
You should choose another one next time
Call, raise, we’re ready to fight
Underneath it runs the coldest blood
Win or lose there is no way to tie
Above all the cards that’s on the table
Again, i’ll say it’s just a game
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