Mickey Avalon - Roll the Dice lyrics

[Mickey Avalon - Roll the Dice lyrics]

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 fiends

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
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 Can'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 I'll 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 Can't believe
And kids in poverty pull tricks and robberies
So do what you gotta do
To get something to eat

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