There is no win with a hand like that.

To young to bluff, and you can’t stand pat.

They saw you coming long before you sat.

Trust me now. I tell you where it’s at.

There’s no win with a hand like this.

You stand you fight: can’t afford to kiss.

You’re so young, you can learn, you know.

There is no win. Learn letting go.

There is no win with a hand like mine.

You just buy your tickets and pay the fine.

You bide your time, you bob and weave.

When you walk away, you just stay leave.

There’s no win with a hand like that.

Silent still is the best react.

You walk. You run. You live. You change.

You don’t move now. You just stay strange.