I'm playing poker in the light, playing poker in the light
Brooklyn bagels, Brooklyn bagels, Brooklyn bagels
Small cafe, late night glow Cards on the table, time moving slow
Chips sliding in, eyes don't lie Laughter floating, tension high
Hosted by Stan, hosted by Boston Twelve of us came, two tables talking
Playing poker in the light, Brooklyn bagels just like that
Two tables fade into one Stacks get tall, night's not done
All in moments, hearts beat fast Some hands fold, some don't last
Shadows lean, smiles crack Fate deals quiet from the deck
One last river, one last call Chips moving, we go all
And Vasily won Brooklyn bagels Brooklyn bagels, Brooklyn bagels
Brooklyn bagels, stick their neck