Bobby the Book and Sammy the Snitch Both trying to get with Alabama the Bitch She'd date any scoundrel as long as they're rich you know
She's juicing the Philly's riggin' the rig She's tagging the wages laying the vig It's not a profession but it ain't a bad gig oh no
Penny I can't had a bad break Was it supposed to happen or just a mistake And who's gonna know when everyone's on the take yeah
A day at the races a shot at the dark Santa Anita or Hollywood park The odds are against you and that's how they stay But that's what you get if you play
Manny the Mug and Shelly the Shill Are trying to drink something other than swill So put up that guy on Jupiter Jill in the fifth
Last shot came in and I needed one And that's when he lodged with Alabama But she never laid it down 'cuz that whore said never would
Manny and Shell got nothing from Pam Put her to hit so she went on a lam There's no more for Bobby and no more for Sam oh no
A day at the races a shot at the dark Santa Anita or Hollywood park The odds are against you and that's how they stay But that's what you get if you play