The Dealer (with Dennis Vent)

Welcome to babylon! Say hello to your dreams
A million glowing neon lights are calling your name
If you’ve got money in your pocket and an ace up your sleeve
Every hand can be a winner, and your drinks are all free

Belly up to a table with green felt sides
Where a man in a tuxedo passes over the dice
You get so caught up in your winning streak, you know you can’t lose
Every seven buys your baby a new pair of shoes

You can tip the dealer
While he’s cutting the deal
Tip the croupier
While he’s spinning the wheel
Tip the doorman
To get in the game
You can tip the dealer
But he still won’t remember your name

You know you need to walk, while time’s on your side
But when lady luck calls you want to let it ride
Still, the cold house always gets it back in the end
Unless you take it off the table while it’s still in your hand

Welcome to Babylon, sucker! Say hello to your dreams
Pay no attention to the stories that you hear on the street
If you’ve got money in your pocket and an ace up your sleeve
Every hand can be a winner, and your drinks are all free

You can tip the dealer
While he’ cutting the deal
Tip the croupier
While he’s spinning the wheel
Tip the doorman
To get in the game
You can tip the dealer
But he still won’t remember your name