The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Texas Dolly lyrics

Light the way to the pot of gold waits for hadns, for my hands diamonds unleashed on three men one spin, two lights, three sounds A sphere to determine my fate second twelve to triple up sit and wait all you can eat $13.95 the lounge act is really good tonight. Look into the faces of the roman gods as they lead you to the floral patterned paradise moving without walking in all directions mandatory currency change Snake eyes and boxcars on gren felt royalty on sailboats in the old west there'll be a showdown at the taj tonight circular patterns of baked day Take my throne aside the one eyed jack on the bu*ton first to act shuffle my checks with my right. Reading super system in my mind what would Doyle Brunson do possible straight draw on the board the action comes to me Push my life under the eye from above one last hope that he will lay it down to this he noticed my tell calls my bluff Back to the automatic dispenser of paper so I can dream again.