Luyện nghe bài hát Roll The Dice

Liza was a who lived in the Bronx
She used to make me dinner the winters were long
Liza packed a and a chain of St. John
A Lincoln Continental took her both near and far

We used to count stars Mary tended bar
Liza's long term lover Mary her last broad
her twice quick with an ice pick
Workin' on the night shift then took flight, in so bright it

Hurt her eyes so she the skies
Gripping her purse bursting through the night
her hands washed clean off the murder scene
She moved to New York City, hung hookers and fiends

Then one night she met Liza in the bar she worked
Serving appetizers in a buttoned shirt
They got along together liked high and short skirts
So Mary packed her bags and she became bird
Then I saw less 'n' less of Liza and the last that I of her
Mary her

Roll the dice, soul's gotta price
For a fiend while your teen do things you won't
And kids in pull tricks and robberies
So do what you do to get off the streets

moved to Hollywood to take his great chance
With a dream in his and a blade in his pants
Jesse waited in the fancy place at Robinson
David Harses's daughter strutted in and spotted him
She said, ''Hey, little Cutie, a beauty follow me

And took him to all the best parties in the
Introduced to the new producers on the
He did all he to get his face on the screen
Jesse learned how to with his ass on the casting couch
And it like a champ when they passed him around

He read script after script and sucked a whole lotta
But the only films that Jesse ever made were Jacko
So one night he the blade that he got from his pops
Dragged it across his and left a note in the mailbox

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta
For a fiend while your teen do you won't believe
And kids in pull tricks and robberies
So do you gotta do to get off the streets

Roll the dice, every soul's gotta
For a fiend while your do things you won't believe
And kids in poverty pull and robberies
So do what you gotta do to get to eat

wore a nighty when she worked on the Ave
And shiny black stilettos and a red bag
Heidi took the dough up and went south
She would your pocket with your dick in her mouth

After she left the broke she'd hit him up for a smoke
Then count her loot and go shoot coke
She was cute as a button, sweeter a muffin
But Heidi slit your throat if you pay her for her lovin'

Me and Heidi first met on Vine and
She was pourin' out the corvette
She looked at me and said, Hey, you over there
If you've got the syringe follow me and share
We went back to my room and my harpoon
Noddin' off on the couch cartoons

And when the sun went she said, I'll see ya around
The last I heard of Heidi she had outta town
Keepin' the place tidy for some payin' fool
One night she thought she was a fish and in the pool

Roll the dice, every gotta price
For a fiend while your teen do things you won't
And kids in poverty pull and robberies
So do you gotta do to get something to eat

Roll the dice, soul's gotta price
For a fiend while your teen do you won't believe
And kids in poverty tricks and robberies
So do you gotta do to get something to eat