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