Blackjack

I got a prostitute
In an atlantic city bar
She said what would you like to do
You look kinda normal but you still got NYC all over you

Just hold my hand when the six card drops
Hold my hand when the money runs out
Dealer's got blackjack

She said don't you got no friends
I said yes ma'am but today i'm sick of them
Well don't you got no lovers
I said no ma'am i'm always chasing the hearts i can never have

So just hold my hand when the six card drops
Just hold my hand when the money runs out
Dealer's got blackjack

Monday i called my summer love
I said please see me i need to talk about stuff
She blamed it on the dopamine weirdy
And gently sent me on my way
Tuesday i called my first love i said please see me i need to remember who i was
She said you're definitely not the same person today
I love you anyway
So now here i am sitting with you at the all you can eat buffet
You got your hand resting gently on my knee and i'm pretending that i've found me
An unconditional love from a stranger

At the end of the night
I said i'll drive you home
Please say mexico
She said you're driving real fast
I said i'm sorry ma'am am i making you nervous
She said oh no oh no
Drive faster faster faster

And hold my hand when the six card drops
Hold my hand when the money runs out
Just hold my hand when the six card drops
Hold my hand cause the money's run out
Baby's got blackjack