Roll the Dice

Liza was a lesbian who lived in the Bronx She used to make me dinner when the winter's were long Liza packed a pistol and a train to St. John A long Lincoln Continental took a boat near and far We used to count stars while Mary tended bar Liza's long term lover Mary buried her last broad Stuck her twice quick With an ice pick Workin' on the night shift Then took flight in light So bright it hurt her eyes So she cursed the skies Gripping her purse tight Bursting through the night With her hands washed clean Of the murder scene She moved To New York City Hung with Hookers and fenes Then one night she met Liza in the bar that she worked Serving appetizers in a button down shirt They got along and together liked high heels and short skirts So Mary packed her bags and she became Liza's bird Then I saw less and less of Liza and the last that I heard of her Mary murdered her Roll the dice Every soul's gotta price For a fene While your teen Do things you can't believe And kids in poverty Pull tricks and robberies So do what you gotta do to get off the streets Jesse moved to Hollywood to take his great chance With a dream in his heart And a blade in his pants Jesse waited Tables at a fancy place on Robinson One day the boss' daughter strutted in and spotted him She said, 'hey little Cutie you're a beauty follow me' And took him to all the best parties in The city Introduced to the new Producers on the scene He did all he Could to get his face on the screen Jesse learned how to slouch with his ass On the casting couch And took it like a champ when they Passed him around He read script after Script And sucked a whole lot of dick But the only films that Jesse ever made Were jack-off flicks So one night he took The blade that he got from his pops Dragged it across his throat and left a Note in the mailbox Roll the dice Every soul's gotta price For a fene While your teen Do things you Can't believe And kids in poverty Pull tricks and robberies So do what you gotta do to get off the streets Roll the dice Every soul's gotta price For a fene While your teen Do things you won't believe And kids in poverty Pull tricks and Robberies So do what you gotta do to get something to eat Heidi wore a nightly when she worked on the Ave And shiny black stilettos and a Red leather bag Heidi took the dough up Front and went south She would pick your Pocket with you dick in her mouth After she left the trick broke She'd hit Him up for a smoke Then count her loot And go shoot some coke She was cute As a button Sweeter than a muffin But Heidi slit your throat if you don't pay For her loving Me and Heidi first met On Vine and Sunset She was pourin' sweat Out the corvette She looked at me and Cringed said 'Hey you over there' If You've got the syringe follow me and Ill Share We went back to my room And Used my harpoon Noddin' off on the Couch watchin' cartoons And when the Sun went down She said Ill see ya Around The last I heard of Heidi she had Moved outta town Keepin' the place tidy For some high payin' fool One night she Thought she was a fish, and drowned in The pool Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price For a fene while your teen do things you can't believe And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies, so do what you gotta do to get something to eat Roll the dice, every soul's gotta price For a fene while your teen do things you won't believe And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies, so do what you gotta do to get something to eat