| I'm in the big blind | |
| With an average stack and an aggressive image | |
| The four seat limps right after me never a good sign | |
| He's been beating up the table showing down strong cards all night | |
| The maniac in the nine throws in another raise he loves to raise | |
| Confusing foolishness for courage and swinging on the vine | |
| I peek at my cards | |
| And decide I'm gonna defend the four seat does the same | |
| And we all buckle in for our favorite ride | |
| I'm first to act and bet the pot hoping to win it right then and there | |
| But the four seat calls and the maniac folds | |
| And I'm out of position with a lowly pair of two's | |
| The dealer burns and turns | |
| It is in this half second where life becomes perfect | |
| The mind a weapon | |
| Tomorrow's worries and yesterdays mistakes they crumble and fall away | |
| For now I'm on the wire | |
| I check, the four bets | |
| The trap snaps shut as I push my whole stack into the middle | |
| He shakes his head to let me know | |
| He doesn't have those dreaded pocket eights | |
| And sighs, "I have to call" | |
| The river comes that sexy, sexy Ace of spades | |
| And all is well in the world | |
| Now you wanna take a good man down? | |
| Send him back to his wallet to steam off another five hundred | |
| Well you just wink and show him threes up |