"Etienne Gonna Die" as written by and Bob/wiggs Stanley....
You only call? Well, let's go visit Mr. More.
Your eight hundred, and I'll raise twenty-five hundred bucks.
I can't stand it
South. I'm going south.

South Street Seaport, the man says. Can't stand the heat, you can't stand it.
You want to play cards? The bet is two and a half thou.
The bet? I'll tell you what the bet is. And I'll raise you six thousand dollars.
You son of a bitch, you've been steamrolling over me all night!

What are you trying to tell me?
One card, you've got a flush, a full, what?
I think you're bluffing, pal. I think you're trying to buy it.
Then you're going to have to give me some respect, or give me some money.

I think you're bluffing.
What are you, Joe Capp? I didn't ask what you think. Raise, call, or fold.
I should raise your ass. But I'm just gonna call.
My marker's good for the money.

What is this marker? Where are you from?
Where am I from? I'm from the United States Of Kiss My Ass!


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"Etienne Gonna Die" as written by Peter Stewart Wiggs Bob Stanley

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