Pocket Aces, Pocket Aces, shhh, don't celebrate yet.
The dealer smiles, slides two cards across the table.
I lift one corner ace, lift a second, another ace, for just one second.
I feel unstoppable, the greatest starting hand, the dream every player knows.
Then I remember, poker has a strange sense of humor,
because every legend has a story about the hand that should have won.
Pocket Aces, looking so beautiful.
Pocket Aces, still break your heart.
You can play them perfectly, you can read every face.
And somehow, 7-2, decides to ruin your day.
All in, all in, who's calling, who's calling?
One player folds too careful, one player calls too loose.
One player stares like he's solving mathematics, another is eating peanuts completely unaware.
The flop comes safe enough, the turn looks even better.
I start counting chips, already imagining victory.
Then comes the river, silent, one card changes everything.
That's poker.
Nobody owes you anything.
Not the cards.
Not the dealer.
Not probability.
Luck smiles.
And disappears.
Just to keep everybody humble.
Heart beating, break, free, brace, take.
Heart beating, break, free, brace, take.
Heart beating, call, brace, call.
Show the cards.
Show the cards.
Show the cards, show the cards, show the cards.
Sometimes a rookie wins.
Sometimes a quiet guy.
Sometimes the loudest player.
Goes home first.
Sometimes the person having the most fun.
Never even notices.
Whether they finish first or last.
Maybe.
They're the real winner.
Pocket aces.
Never guaranteed tomorrow.
Pocket aces.
Only open the door.
Every hand needs courage.
Every bluff.
Needs confidence.
Every loss.
Makes the next victory even sweeter.
Poker.
Poker.
Never over.
One more hand.
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
Dealer asks.
Anyone all in?
One hand rises.
Then another.
Someone laughs.
Someone sighs.
Someone whispers.
I've got a feeling.
Nobody knows.
What's about to happen.
That's exactly.
Why we came.
Pocket aces.
Play them proudly.
Pocket aces.
Pocket aces.
Respect the game.
Win with grace.
Lose with laughter.
Shake some hands.
Tell the story.
Order another coffee.
Shuffle again.
Because tonight.
The best hands.
Aren't always.
The ones we're holding.
They're the friends.
Sitting around the table.
Shuffle.
Deal.
Raise.
Smile.
Shuffle.
Deal.
Raise.
Smile.
Shuffle.
Deal.
Raise.
Smile.