Slow Down on Gamblin'

Jacks. Queens. Red and black 21 loud machines
My luck's in my right pocket and my phones in my left
Would you please stop making it ring?
Action. Scene. Throw a wink at the dealer and she knows what I mean
Smiles with her mouth but her hands don't shake
Like mine and my superstitions start to scream

It's time, it's time to slow down on gambling
Pretty far behind
The bells, the bells they say we're gonna win
Fast forward no rewind

Eleven, Thirteen. Never get a bad beat if I keep my nose clean
There's a girl in the room with triple seven's in her smile
About to make her my queen
Action. Scene. All my chips on the table, I feel kinda green
Leaving my paycheck in a building with no windows again
Gotta go but can't make myself leave

It's time, it's time to slow down on gambling
I'm pretty far behind
The bells, the bells they say we're gonna win
Fast forward no rewind

It's time, it's time to slow down on gambling
It's time, it's time
It's time, it's time to slow down on gambling
It's time, it's time

Runnin' to the tables and I'm gunnin for the stables
And I'm Cain in my own Abel, I don't learn from any fable
Hundred dollar chips, little jog and a pop
One hit, two hit, I don't ever stop
I'm on all the time baby, I don't need a clock
And if I hit a bad beat, thats rising action in my plot
Dollars down and my hands in the air
Making all my own decisions baby, you don't even know
How high my motor runs when all the green lights glow
Where I'm headed nobody ever wants to go
Pockets empty, drunk and friendly
Gone off the adrenaline and smoked out
This is gonna end me

It's time, it's time
Slow down on gambling
It's time, it's time
It's time, it's time
Slow down on gambling
It's time, it's time

Slow down on gambling



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Writer(s): Michael Rogers, Tim Rosenau, Jacob Pauli, Andrew Fuchtman
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