Playing Texas Hold-Em all day
With some Omaha
You can listen to the losers moaning out their bad beat song
Like they’re talking ‘bout a woman or a girl they had the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they always do
After playing sixteen hours and you’re holding seven-two
And you don’t feel much like playing but you know you always do

Say, here I am
Holding cards again
There I am
Chips from the cage
Here I am
Playing cards again
There I go
Call the raise

Then you find you’re in a decent pot
Pocket pair you hold
You can feel the eyes upon you as the players call you cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you but you just want to explode
This hand you’ll play like a hawk
Check-raise if you can
Time to try some slow-play you’ve got Aces in your hand
It’s time to put ‘em under, it’s time to make a stand

Here I am
Holding cards again
There I am
Chips from the cage
Here I am
Playing cards again
There I go
Call the raise

You sit there in the spotlight
Hoping you don’t give away
What you’re thinking when you see a flop that falls your way
Then the sweat pours out your body when the river makes you pay
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed
And you’re playing out the wins and losses over in your head
You curse the cards you didn’t get, the hands that tuned to lead

Now, here I am
Holding cards again
There I am
Chips from the cage
Here I am
Playing cards again
There I go
Call the raise

Here I am
Holding cards again
There I am
Chips from the cage
Ah, Here I go
Playing cards again
There I go, There I go