Oldest established permanent floating crap game in new york

Nathan, you must concentrate on the game. The town
is up to here with high players. The Greek's in
town. Freddie Bottle Bates, Scranton Slim. Nathan:
I know, I know, I could make a fortune, but to
make a fortune, I need a fortune. A thousand
bucks, where do I get it?

The Biltmore Garage wants a grand, but we ain't
got a grand on hand. And they now got a lock on
the door to the gym at Public School 84. There's a
stock room behind McKlosky's Bar, but Mrs.
McKlosky ain't a good scout. And things being how
they are, the back of the police station is out!
So the Biltmore Garage is the spot, but the one
thousand bucks we ain't got. Why, it's good old reliable Nathan, Nathan,
Nathan, Nathan Detroit, If you're looking for
action, he'll turn it to spot, Even when the heat
is on, it's never too hot. But for the good old
reliable Nathan, oh it's only just a short walk,
To the oldest established permanent floating crap
game in New Yawk. There are well-heeled shooters
everywhere, everywhere, There are well-heeled
shooters everywhere, And awful lot of lettuce for
the fella who can get us to play. If we only had a
lousy little crap, we could be a millionaire. Oh
the good old reliable Nathan, Nathan, Nathan,
Nathan Detroit, If the size of your bundle you
want to increase, I'll arrange that you go broke
in quiet and peace, In a hideout provided by
Nathan, where there are no neighbors to squawk,
It's the oldest established permanent floating
crap game in New Yawk. Where's the action? Where's
the game? Gotta have the game or we'll die from
shame. It's the oldest established permanent
floating crap game in New York.