Lyrics
I put my money in a suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone-cold sober and stone-cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chance is on the outside
And looking pretty slim
I feel so lucky on the inside
I feel I'm gonna win
Stone-cold sober and stone-cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, there's nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I've got a whole month's wages
I haven't seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to Las Vegas
Stone-cold sober and stone-cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in a suitcase
They say chance is on the outside
I've got a whole month's wages
Stone-cold sober and stone-cold sweat
Stone-cold crazy, place another bet
