craps, oh craps
how i love you so
my heart beats wildly
when the dice get thrown
shooter, oh shooter
why can't you see
that a lovely hard eight
is all i need
each roll could be a win
if you play the right numbers
a field bet, a craps check
i could stay here the whole summer
my chip stack grows large
and then it dwindles down
would i like another daiquiri?
"yes, please, another round."
when it's my turn to shoot
step away from the table
because a seven before the point
is all that i'm able
craps, oh craps
why do you torture me so
even when i'm down to my last red chip
i still don't want to go
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