Some more lyrics, just for fun...

She’s got come-get-me eyes, legs that’re great,
You ask for a dance, she tells you to wait,
It’s five-card stud,
She’s dealin’ the pack.
Will you stay in the game,
Or throw your cards back?

Yeah, lucky lady might just look your way,
Give you those cards you’re dyin’ to play.
Even odds bet,
She’ll just turn her head,
Leave you at the table
Wondering what you said.

It’s the game she plays,
Not to win or lose.
All she really wants is
To see how you choose.
Her tonight, or someone else real soon?
Will you call her bluff and chase her,
Or just howl at the moon?

Don’t bet your pat hand, it’s getting’ late.
All you got, boy, is aces and eights.
And she’s got this habit,
Draws to inside straights.
Turn on the music, wake up the band…
It’s time to take an Alamo stand.

It’s the game she plays,
Not to win or lose.
All she really wants is
To see how you choose.
Her tonight, or someone else real soon?
Will you call her bluff and chase her,
Or just howl at the moon?