It's been so very long since lady luck kissed you;
Still, you listen for her song..
And pray that she missed you,
Dead inside, 'cause you know it's all pretend
Close your eyes 'cause you're going off
The deep end again
You're living for the rush, for that royal flush
But you take what you can get
You play your final ace for a pretty face
Tastes like scotch and cigarettes
And you can't help falling, going all in
Though your odds are bleak
Till you break your losing streak
Ooh
Oh, no
You're living for the rush
For that royal flush
But the next best thing will do
You want to spend your chips
On these rosy lips
Trying to get me next to you
Cause you can't help needing to believe
In finding what you seek
Still you break your
Losing...