He's a small town gambler
With a back-pack full of cash
Overdue depth in Vegas,
Bound to jump the lash
He pulled a loaded 45
When his chips went down
Now watch him burn
His green in the joints all over town

Gamblin'- ramblin' his heart starts trembling
When the police knocked
He was out to lunch
Well, if you take it, don't break it,
Watch it if you shake it
Tough guys don't dance
Even if they get a chance

Left-right-shoe-shine-shuffle
Face to the wall
With your hands handcuffled
Too late to realize,
You ain't no fortunate son
And it's bye-bye-Johnny
Just another opportunity gone

He's a low rider with a red-hot-top
Watch him cruisin' down the strip
Like he's never gonna stop
He got it all wrong when the dealer said:
"This car is hot, boy"
He meant the license not the rig
The fool's now got

Reelin', wheelin', chasin' down the highway
20 miles outta town they brought the sucker down
sued and busted, his ol' folks are disgusted
and the judge and the jury sing that same ol' song

Left-right-shoe-shine-shuffle
Face to the wall with your hands handcuffled
Too late to realize, you ain't no fortunate son
And it's bye-bye-Johnny
Just another opportunity gone

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