Paz
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Gambler

Are you alone.

Well are you.

Good.

Listen to me, and listen good
I'm the fastest hand in the neighborhood
You throw me back I'll come again
Ain't got no master, got lotsa friends

You're still alone?

Ya listenin' ta me?

It's important.

You're hair's too nice
You're teeth are white
I could make ya go twice
By the end'a the night
And you'll beg for mercy
Through tears of joy
You'll wonder why ya never
Thanked the boy

I'm gettin' annoying?

Ya want straight answers?

Come're.

Touch my face, tell me what ya feel
It's simple, hard as nails, real
Yet a ranbow comes out in the sky
And don't tell me baby, I can hear ya cry

Losin' touch, ya scared now, huh?
Shouldn't be, it ain't so hard
Just take the penny and multiply
Flip the invisible playing card

Still scared to death?

Well, great.

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