(Oldest Established) Permanent Floating Crap Game In New York lyrics

Song information

Artist: Frank Sinatra
Album: Sinatra-A Man & His Music

Lyrics

Nathan, you must concentrate on the game. the town is up to here with high players. the greek's in
Town. freddie bottle bates, scranton slim
Nathan: I know, I know, I could make a fortune, but to make a fortune, I need a fortune. a thousand
Bucks, where do I get it?

The biltmore garage wants a grand, but we ain't got a grand on hand
And they now got a lock on the door to the gym at public school 84
There's a stock room behind mcklosky's bar, but mrs. mcklosky ain't a good scout
And things being how they are, the back of the police station is out!
So the biltmore garage is the spot, but the one thousand bucks we ain't got

Why, it's good old reliable nathan, nathan, nathan, nathan detroit
If you're looking for action, he'll turn it to spot
Even when the heat is on, it's never too hot
But for the good old reliable nathan, oh it's only just a short walk
To the oldest established permanent floating crap game in new yawk
There are well-heeled shooters everywhere, everywhere
There are well-heeled shooters everywhere
And awful lot of lettuce for the fella who can get us to play
If we only had a lousy little crap, we could be a millionaire
Oh the good old reliable nathan, nathan, nathan, nathan detroit
If the size of your bundle you want to increase
I'll arrange that you go broke in quiet and peace
In a hideout provided by nathan, where there are no neighbors to squawk
It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game in new yawk
Where's the action? where's the game?
Gotta have the game or we'll die from shame
It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game in new york