There must be some way to win here, said the loser to the fool,
Too many cameras, I need to keep my cool.
Counting cards is dangerous. Guards are everywhere.
Let's try to avoid blackjack so that no one will care.

"No one here's like Joe Pesci," the fool, he kindly said,
There are many here among us who feel that old Vegas is dead.
But you and I, were almost caught, and jail is not our fate,
So let us go to the buffet, the hour is getting late.

All along the Vegas Strip, tourists grabbed the view
Of pirate battles, water shows, and volcanoes, too.

Meanwhile in the Mirage a tiger did maul,
Rescuers were approaching. And blood began to fall.