The Oldest Established-Permanent Floating Crap-Game in New York - Frank Loesser

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 P. S. 84.

There’s the stock room behind the McCloskey’s bar.

But Mrs. McCloskey 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, his firm is the spot.

Even when the heat is on, it’s never too hot.

Not for good old reliable Nathan!

Where it’s always just a short walk

To the oldest established, permanent floating,

Crap game in New York

There are well-heeled shooters everywhere, everywhere

There are well-heeled shooters everywhere.

And an awful lot of lettuce

For the fella who can get us there.

If we only had a lousy little grand

We could be a millionaire!

That’s good old reliable Nathan!

Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, Detroit!

If the size of your bundle you want to increase

He’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 York.

Where’s the action?

Where’s the game?

Gotta have the game

Of we’ll die from shame.

It’s the oldest established, permanent floating

Crap game in New York!