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1st:
No it was not a pretty sight and I got an awful fright
The night that I was playing the machines.
I rang the bells on a fifty then I thought it would be nifty
If I could make them swing again for me.
Well I watched the credits disappear - through my tears
And I swear - that this would be the last time I would play.
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V.L.T.'s, V.L.T.'s they've brought me to my knees.
My credit cards are maxed - "I'm all out of cash!"
Oh I owe - I owe still I can't wait to go-go-go-go
and Play them video lottery machines.
2nd:
I've cashed in all my R.S.P.'s - gone to H.F.C. The cheques that I keep writing, they keep bouncing back to me!
I've lost all and through it all I've heard the devil laugh, Cause ther'll be hockey played in hell before I quit swinging them bells.
The bonus reads 900 and I'm in hot pursuit, Chasing those elusive friggin fruit. It's insanity - I know
I'm blowing all my dough, I curse the day I start to play
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3rd:
Oh they're meant to be heard and they're meant to be seen. Those government gambling obscene machines
I'm now addicted to them - just like crack or nocotine. I've made a pact with the devil - It's a bargain made in hell
I'll stay there long as I can play them friggin Swinging bells.
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