Текст песни Luke Pickett - The Casino Brawl

Release me Set me on fire
I'll treat you better than you treat yourself
Tell me - I'm worth more than anything or anyone else

Bled me dry on a Sunday afternoon
No tears left, I've cried them all for you
You hold the cards You're my queen of hearts, it's true Pull my arm and I'll take good care of you

Wide awake and you're hoping for someone to walk through that open door

Got my tuxedo on,
I'm ready for gun war
I've never bled so hard after casino brawl
Now pull the knife from my ever bleeding heart
Tell me now your words never meant me harm

On my way to the Ritz to meet with you
So much time, so little left to do
Pay the bill, now my fears have come true
This table for one was always meant for two

Wide awake and you're hoping for someone to walk through that open door

I'm all alone with you, but who am I to make a move?
I've waited so long to prove that I'm in love with you (will every door that's open lead me straight to you?)

Now what's going on?