The Number Twelve Looks Like You Texas Dolly Letras:
LIGHT THE WAY, THE POT OF GOLD, WAITS FOR HANDS,
FOR MY HANDS. DIA-MONDS UNLEASHED, ON THREE MEN.
ONE SPIN TWO LIGHTS THREE SOUNDS- a sphere to
determine my fate. second twelve to triple up, sit
and wait. all. you can eat $13.95 the, lounge act,
is really good tonight. Look into the faces of
these Roman gods. as they lead you to the floral
patterned paradise. moving without walking, in all
directions, mandatory currency change. Snake eyes
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and boxcars on green felt, royalty on sailboats.
in the old west, there'll be a showdown at the taj
tonight. circular patterns, of baked clay. Take my
throne aside, the one-eyed jack on the button
first to act shuffle, my, checks with my right.
Reading super system in my mind-what would Doyle
Brunson do. possible straight draw on the
board-the action comes to, Push my life. (under
the eye from above) one last hope (that he will
lay it) down to this (he noticed my tell) calls my
bluff. Back to the automatic dispenser of, paper
so I can dream again.
Letras: Texas Dolly The Number Twelve Looks Like You [final]