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letra de gamblefalls - dj cummerbund

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[intro: rivers cuomo, marvin g-ye, randy savage]
(ooh, baby, let’s make love tonight, oh yeah…)
ooh, yeah!
(alright… let’s make love tonight…)

[verse 1: kenny rogers, tlc]
on a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere
i met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
so we took turns a-starin’ out the window at the darkness
’til boredom overtook us and he began to speak

he said, “son, i’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces
and knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes
so if you don’t mind my sayin’, i can see you’re out of aces
for a taste of your whiskey i’ll give you some advice” (listen to me…)

[chorus: kenny rogers]
you got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and know when to run
you never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table
there’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealing’s done

[verse 2: kenny rogers, rivers cuomo, tlc]
somebody’s heine is crowding my icebox
somebody’s cold one is giving me chills
when i say, “this way is a water slide away from me
that takes you further every day,” so be cool
so i handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow
then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light
and the night got deathly quiet and his face lost all expression
said, “if you’re gonna play the game, boy
you gotta learn to play it right” (y’all, don’t hear me…)

[chorus: kenny rogers]
you got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and know when to run
you never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table
there’ll be time enough for countin’…
(big shaq, where you at?)

[bridge: shaquille o’neal, tlc]
imagine yourself in my shoes, close your eyes and get up in here
and picture how it feels to be a king for a minute
now feel it, porsches, benzes, pounds is endless
it’s never hard to tell who my crew of twism mens is
players, pepsi, and dimes all around
plush italian suits cut and shines by the pound
(is it because my life is ten shades of gray, i pray, all ten fade away)
wake up, and fly to cancún the next day
player haters linger, this basketball swinger
staring at my grandmother’s ring on my finger
(my only bleeding hope is for the folk who can’t cope
with such an endurin’ pain that it keeps ’em in the pourin’ rain)
so dead it, let it go, my doors long to swing up more
ice on my watch than in your block on december
enrico gonzales, quick to take your honey on a trip around the world
and spend this laker money
[outro: kenny rogers, marvin g-ye, rivers cuomo]
you got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em (come take control…)
know when to walk away and know when to run
you never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table (you’re my medicine…)
the bottle is ready to blow (open up, and let me in…)
you got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em (say it ain’t so…)
know when to walk away and know when to run (my love, is a life taker…)
you never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table…

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