Angeles

Someone's always coming 'round here, trailing some new kill
 Says, "I've seen your picture on a hundred dollar bill"
 What's a game of chance to you?
 To him, it's one of real skill
 So glad to meet you, Angeles
 Picking up the ticket shows there's money to be made
 Go on and lose the gamble, that's the history of the trade
 Did you add up all the cards left to play to zero?
 And sign up with evil, Angeles
 Don't start me trying, yeah
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
 'Cause I'm all over it, Angeles
 I could make you satisfied in everything you do
 All your secret wishes could right now be coming true
 And be forever with my poison arms around you
 No one's gonna fool around with us
 No one's gonna fool around with us
 So glad to meet you, Angeles