4% Pantomime

And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
With a fifth of Johnny Walker red
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards on the grade
I'll see what you got, how much is in the pot
Is it poker?
Is it poker?
And smashed it on a rock and wept
Oh, Richard, tell me, who's got the joker
While the old couple looked on into the dark
But we had to go on with the show
It's a full house tonight everybody in town is a loser
Everybody got wrecked, checked, oh oh oh oh
Don't book the jobs so far apart
Oh, Richard, tell me if it's poker
Everybody got stoned it was a gas, it was a smash

But right now I feel like I got a royal flush
And I don't know whether to call or check
Oh, Richard, tell me, tell me, tell me is this game poker?
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards down on the table

And my lady didn't show from 'Frisco
Oh, Belfast cowboy, can you call a spade a spade?
Yeah, you bet
The dealer's been dealing me bad hands
From the bottom of the deck without the slightest blush
I can't understand who the fool is that holds this joker
We went up to Griffith Park

You pay the tips, I'll collect the chips

Deuces wild, like an only child