Baby Will Just Have To Walk Around In Bare Feet
“Baby needs a new pair of shoes”
That is a worn out phrase a lot of gamblers choose.
At most of the craps tables, that’s what I hear.
With their booming voices, I hear it loud and clear.
It comes out of each mouth after the shooter has his point.
They are the noisiest bunch in any gambling joint.
While the dice are hot, they are in seventh heaven.
All their money goes down the drain with a seven.
That’s when the hi-rollers go down to defeat.
Baby will just have to walk around in bare feet.
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