Karaoké Wind Him Up Saga

Aldo's standing at his table and he's wondering if he's able to pick the number right this time

He watches as the wheel stops spinning

Sees the number that is winning

As he reaches for his glass of wine

Once he starts it's hard to stop

He's keeping up a pace like a tight wound clock

Be sure you don't step in his way

He'll keep those numbers rolling

This may be his last day

As all the bets are taken

Aldo lights a smoke

He's shaking from carnation right to the ground

He knows tonight holds one last chance and give the wheel a final glance

Slippery fingers drop the money down

Once he starts it's hard to stop

He's keeping up a pace like a tight wound clock

And as he leaves the table

You can rest assured he's coming back to try again

Wind him up, he can't stop

He's wound up tight just like the clock that's winding its second hand down

Wind him up, he can't stop

He keeps on going 'round the clock

He's winding his second hand down

Wind him up, he can't stop

He's wound up tight just like the clock that's winding its second hand down

Wind him up, he can't stop

He keeps on going 'round the clock

That's winding his second hand down

Wind him up, he can't stop

He's wound up tight just like the clock that's winding its second hand down

Wind him up, he can't stop

He keeps on going 'round the clock

He's winding his second hand

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