Seventy bucks on
Congaree
That you'd end
Up with me
At a rumble
In the jungle
Like Muhammad Ali
That a full house
You'd find
But your queen lost her mind
Now you're stuck at the table with
Three of a kind
Do you get
Out of the market
And out of the pool?
Is it better to park it
Or drive like a fool?
We usually lose
But sometimes we win
So light up
And let us begin