Lyrics:

Ante up, don't be shy
Who is that man who is catching my eye
What's underneath all of the deadpan face
Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace

Lamebrain Pete wants to spit in the sea
He's got a cool hand but it isn't for me
Butcher Boy thinks he'll be splitting the pot
I've seen what he's got and it isn't a lot

I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It'll cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay

I limit the straddles and you shuffle and deal
When will the dealer reveal how he feels
The lucky beginner just a five-card stud
Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud

I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It'll cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay
Anything you have to pay

Ante up, don't be shy
Who is that man who is catching my eye
What's underneath all of the deadpan face
Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace

I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It'll cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay

I'll match you, I'll bet you, I'll play you
But it's no cheap thrill
It'll cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay
Anything you have to pay