As one of the largest casinos in the world

The Mohegan Sun, might be thought of as a universe unto itself

On the run at the sun

Let's never come back

C Notes on red

Let's spend our last stack

Feels good being bad

Putting G's on black

If we lose, we've still won

No odds can change that

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

Miss Guarded Heart, Miss Independents

I knew you way before you became Miss Valents

I was Mr. Apprehensive

One of the players' presidents

But that's based on past events

Let's open up our best contents

One Uncas Boulevard 2003

How lucky could a young man from CT be?

Crisp purple button up, blue perfume

Escorted you downstairs

To a party in the ballroom

Up all night on to the next day

We went all the way in a world of play

A sure wager, we came back to parlay

And every other weekend

That casino became our getaway

Like Dunaway and Betty

At Ultra 80, 80

Grand opened that baby on one of our first dates

A charmed mystique in the whole place

When you exit route two

It's the way the sky and the earth

Tower take shape

On the run at the sun

Let's never come back

C Notes on red

Let's spend our last stack

Feels good being bad

Putting G's on black

If we lose, we've still won

No odds can change that

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

You gave me two papoose

Both of them were made

When we was on the loose

Place where Mohegans used

To hunt amongst the black spruce

Nowadays the hand pays when you're faded

Have the bills looking chartreuse

The smell of lavender air

The sound of the howling wolfs

Bottles of grey goose and cranberry juice

Made it hard to cool off

Now look what we've got

Some kinda crazy cool hot

Just from one shot

Made a son of a slum gull

But now he ain't a tot

Before you know it

He'll be a young man

Chasing a thot

We had a girl looks like you

She's smart plus she's pretty, too

Spreading love (it's the Brooklyn way)

Big things she'll surely do

Cashing in they like chips

Off our old block

She's new wave rap

He's a little punk rock

Besides all thanks to you

They simmered in a good stock

We'll raise these stakes

And sweeten the pot

On the run at the sun

Let's never come back

C Notes on red

Let's spend our last stack

Feels good being bad

Putting G's on black

If we lose, we've still won

No odds can change that

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

My new crew holds high

We pay 'em no mind

My three aces, plus me

That's four of a kind

No bluff, lay down ya cards

The Valents go hard

Better luck next time

Best regards

Still want the fortune

They can have the fame

Along the river Thame

I toasted to my favorite dame

Had that whip appeal

'Cause you stayed in ya lane

And rocked steady 'til I ready

To give you my last name

Before you I was tapped out

One too many sucker bets

Paid a big vig to Cupid

For all of my past debts

But he spared some of my assets

He knew you'd come for cut baguettes

Women are graceful puppeteers

Men are they marionettes

On a string, well, if so

I'm forever strung

We forever young

After ten years I'm still sprung

If we ever too far, from what we first had become

We can always make a run

Back to the sun

On the run at the sun

Let's never come back

C Notes on red

Let's spend our last stack

Feels good being bad

Putting G's on black

If we lose, we've still won

No odds can change that

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)

(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)