I've had all my things packed You said you would come back It sits there, in my bottom drawer But August is over, till I get the joker Is it my turn to deal or you're folding your cards?
If you put all your chips in the table and call me yours I'd match every dime that I have
Said I'll buy the gas if you do the driving Crashing at motels, lining the highway We could leave now and be there by Friday Maybe gold is our silver lining I'm done playing quarters, I want the high stakes Lose all my money, whatever it takes I'm all in, we've got doublе aces I'd bet on you just like this was Vеgas
And now when you kiss me and we would go tipsy I felt like I finally found home But summer is over, I cry till October You said that if I could wait one year, you'd put
All your chips in the table and call me yours I'd match every dime that I have
Said I'll buy the gas if you do the driving Crashing at motels, lining the highway We could leave now and be there by Friday Maybe gold is our silver lining I'm done playing quarters, I want the high stakes Lose all my money, whatever it takes I'm all in, we've got double aces I'd bet on you just like this was Vegas
Ooh, like this was Vegas Bet on you I'd bet on you
I'll buy the gas if you do the driving Crashing at motels, lining the highway We could leave now and be there by Friday Maybe gold is our silver lining I'm done playing quarters, I want the high stakes Lose all my money, whatever it takes I'm all in, we've got double aces I'd bet on you just like this was Vegas
Compositores: Rutger H N Woudenberg Van (The Nicholas), Anna Dasha Novotny, Adam Wendler, Zaiyd Gani Patni ECAD: Obra #38453996