| Lyrics: | Welcome to the hothouse, the game is called 21I was in debt right up my neck, I wasn't having any
funbut then the dealer turnd around, she looked me right in the eyeI got no time for a messing
around but you know I had to give it a tryShe's got me under the gun - she can't have 21She asked me
why I was takin' my time, sweat running down my neckI had the 6, the lady got 9 frome the bottom of
the decka 4 for me, it was a good thing, but but she was sitting on a faceI said hit me with your
best shot and she gave me the aceShe's got me under the gun - she can't have 21I've got to be the
chosen one - she can't have 21I've gotta win, I gotta win or I might as well be deadGod let me win,
just let me win, or I might as well be deadDeuce's up, the dealer has 21 |
