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Spoken
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B: Nathan, concentrate on the game. The town's up to here with high players. The Greek's in town!
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NN: Brandy Bottle Bates!
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B: Scranton Slim!
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N: I know I could make a fortune, but where can I have the game?
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Song
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NN: The Biltmore garage wants a grand.
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B: But we ain't got a grand on hand.
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N: And they've now put a lock on the door, of the gym at Public school eighty-four.
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NN: There's a stock room behind McClousky's bar.
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B: But Missus McClousky ain't a good scout.
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N: And things bein' how they are, the back of the police station is...out.
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NN: So the Biltmore Garage is the spot.
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All: But the one thousand bucks we ain't got!
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Why, it's good reliable Nathan! Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit!
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If you're looking for action he'll furnish the spot!
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Even when the heat is on it's never too hot!
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Not for good old reliable Nathan, for it's always just a short walk!
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To the oldest established permanent floating crap game in New York!
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There are well-healed shooters everywhere, everywhere, there are well-healed shooters everywhere!
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And an awful lot of lettuce for the fella who can get us there......
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NBN: If we only had a lousy little grand we could be a millionaire!
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All: That's good old reliable Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit!
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If the size of your bundle you want to increase,
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he'll arrange that you go broke in quiet and peace.
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In a hideout provided by Nathan, where there are no neighbors to squawk!
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It's the oldest established permanent floating CRAP GAME in New York!
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Where's the action? Where's the game?
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NBN: Gotta have a game or we'll die from shame.
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All: It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game in New York!
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Oldest Established Permanent Floating Crap Game
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| from Guys and Dolls |
