As one of the largest casinos in the world
The Mohegan Sun, might be thought of as a universe unto itself
On the run at the sun
Let's never come back
C Notes on red
Let's spend our last stack
Feels good being bad
Putting G's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
Miss Guarded Heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One of the players' presidents
But that's based on past events
Let's open up our best contents
One Uncas Boulevard 2003
How lucky could a young man from CT be?
Crisp purple button up, blue perfume
Escorted you downstairs
To a party in the ballroom
Up all night on to the next day
We went all the way in a world of play
A sure wager, we came back to parlay
And every other weekend
That casino became our getaway
Like Dunaway and Betty
At Ultra 80, 80
Grand opened that baby on one of our first dates
A charmed mystique in the whole place
When you exit route two
It's the way the sky and the earth
Tower take shape
On the run at the sun
Let's never come back
C Notes on red
Let's spend our last stack
Feels good being bad
Putting G's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
You gave me two papoose
Both of them were made
When we was on the loose
Place where Mohegans used
To hunt amongst the black spruce
Nowadays the hand pays when you're faded
Have the bills looking chartreuse
The smell of lavender air
The sound of the howling wolfs
Bottles of grey goose and cranberry juice
Made it hard to cool off
Now look what we've got
Some kinda crazy cool hot
Just from one shot
Made a son of a slum gull
But now he ain't a tot
Before you know it
He'll be a young man
Chasing a thot
We had a girl looks like you
She's smart plus she's pretty, too
Spreading love (it's the Brooklyn way)
Big things she'll surely do
Cashing in they like chips
Off our old block
She's new wave rap
He's a little punk rock
Besides all thanks to you
They simmered in a good stock
We'll raise these stakes
And sweeten the pot
On the run at the sun
Let's never come back
C Notes on red
Let's spend our last stack
Feels good being bad
Putting G's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
My new crew holds high
We pay 'em no mind
My three aces, plus me
That's four of a kind
No bluff, lay down ya cards
The Valents go hard
Better luck next time
Best regards
Still want the fortune
They can have the fame
Along the river Thame
I toasted to my favorite dame
Had that whip appeal
'Cause you stayed in ya lane
And rocked steady 'til I ready
To give you my last name
Before you I was tapped out
One too many sucker bets
Paid a big vig to Cupid
For all of my past debts
But he spared some of my assets
He knew you'd come for cut baguettes
Women are graceful puppeteers
Men are they marionettes
On a string, well, if so
I'm forever strung
We forever young
After ten years I'm still sprung
If we ever too far, from what we first had become
We can always make a run
Back to the sun
On the run at the sun
Let's never come back
C Notes on red
Let's spend our last stack
Feels good being bad
Putting G's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fuckin' players)
