The Oldest Established

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Nathan, concentrate on the crap game! The town is up to here with high players! The Greek's in town!
 Brandy Bottle Bates!
 Scranton Slim!
 I know, I could make a fortune! But where can I have the game?
 The Biltmore Garage wants a grand,
 But we ain't got a grand on hand.
 And they've now got a lock on the door
 Of the gym at P.S. 84.
 There's the stockroom behind McClusky's bar...
 But Mrs. McClusky ain't a good scout.
 And things bein' how they are,
 The back of the police station is out.
 So the Biltmore Garage is the spot,
 But the one thousand bucks we ain't got.
 Why, it's good old reliable Nathan,
 Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit.
 If you're looking for action, he'll furnish the spot.
 Even when the heat is on, it's never too hot.
 Not for good old reliable Nathan,
 For it's always just a short walk
 To the oldest established permanent floating crap game
 In New York.
 There are well-heeled shooters everywhere, everywhere,
 There are well-heeled shooters everywhere.
 And an awful lot of lettuce for the fella who can get us there...
 If we only had a lousy little grand, we could be a millionare!
 That's good old reliable Nathan,
 Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit.
 If the size of your bundle you want to increase,
 He'll make sure that you go broke in quiet and peace
 In a hideout provided by Nathan,
 Where there are no neighbors to squawk.
 It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game
 In New York.
 Where's the action? Where's the game?
 Gotta have the game or we'll die from shame...
 It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game
 In New York!
 

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Duration
02:34
Tempo
141 BPM

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