| Well, you make your way downstairs in the early evening
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| In the hopes that this will be your lucky night
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| And the bars come up in two’s and three’s, but never all at once
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| And the fruit machines are winning left and right
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| And you wipe your rhinestone glasses when they’re misty
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| Hoping that this bummer’s gonna end
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| And you’re losing pretty heavy, but, ma, no need to worry
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| 'cause the payoff has to be around the bend
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| And it’s a nickle here and a nickle there
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| And no one gambles harder
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| Than the Dime Queen of Nevada
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| And Jean Louis of Paris set her hair
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| With nickles everywhere
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| Well, you say the magic words and you pull the handle
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| The jackpot comes up every now and then
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| And it roles around the floor there, must be twenty bucks or more there
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| So you pick it up and put it back again
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| And it’s a nickle here and a nickle there
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| And no one gambles harder
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| Than the Dime Queen of Nevada
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| And Jean Louis of Paris set her hair
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| No, no one gambles harder
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| Than the Dime Queen of Nevada
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| And Jean Louis of Paris set her hair
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| No, no, no one gambles harder
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| Than the Dime Queen of Nevada
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| And Jean Louis of Paris set her hair
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| No, no one gambles harder
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| Than the Dime Queen of Nevada
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| And Jean Louis of Paris… |