"Messieur ou y est casino?"
[ Do you know where the casino is Sir? ]
Spoke to the cabbie and smiled
Driver replied "Vieux ou noveaux."
[ Old or new? ]
As he motioned the dark man
inside
Business in Aruba concluded
He now had a little money
to spend
That's how I came to meet
my African friend
We were rolling the bones several
hours
Conversing as most gamblers
do
We were calling on all of
our powers
Hopin' to see the night through
But not approving at all of
our winnings
Pit boss he tugged at his
sleeve
Through the whole thing my
new friend was grinning
When he motioned it's time
we should leave
With our night at the tables
behind us
We were ready just to do it
again
That's when I came to know
my African friend
But I woke up on the steps
of a whorehouse
Soldier told me I'd better
leave
As I stumbled to find me a
taxi
I saw a note pinned to my
sleeve
"It was a pleasure and a hell
of an evenin'
Truly was our night to win.
But the authorities insist
on my leaving
Take care my American friend."
With my weekend at Haiti concluded
I now had a little money to
spend
That's when I came to meet
my African friend
That's how I came to know
another good friend
Marco Giunco |
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