Slots

One more dollar might do the trick

Next time I’ll hit the jackpot

A few more bucks and she’s bound to hit

I’ve invested too much now to quit

Sometime later

My nerves are shot

Head is pounding, muscles taut

And I haven’t hit a single lick

Feeding the hungry slots

Forehead’s breaking out in sweat

Stomach’s tied in knots

Sinking deeper into debt

Each time I raise the bet

I could stay here all night and never win

Much to my great chagrin

Throwing good money after the bad

High on adrenaline

Wasting my money and wasting my time

Busted flat broke again

Spending every dollar I’ve got

Man, what an idiot