Dealer.kar

Makes a note of what's afloat,
in a spinning round he'll cut your throat.

In the time it takes to heal,
the dealer's made another deal.

When he plays, he plays for keeps,
and he sweeps the spinnin' roulette wheel.
Dealer, dealer.

Like the mighty ocean's roar,
he gets all his share or more,
makes you come right to the core, very proud.

If you cross him up the shore,
he'll get even with the score,
keep your wife a weeping widow on the shore.

Between the desert and the dirt,
money is his only love.

Feeling nothing deep inside,
his mind is governed by his pride.

In a smoky little room,
shadows moving in the gloom,

someone serves a running flush
and breaks the death requireded.
Dealer, dealer, dealer, dealer.