To the tune of YMCA...
Young men, there's no need to feel down
I said, young men, pick yourself off the ground
I said, young men, 'cause you're fishing around
There's no need to be unhappy
Young men, there's some books you can seek
I said, young men, when your poker skills reek
You can read them, and maybe stop your bad leak
Learn many ways to milk the fishies
(Chorus 1
It's time to read the guy - Do you see why?
It's time to fold ace-five - Do you see why?
They have everything for young men to learn
Implied odds and pot man-ip-ul-a-tion
It's fun to bet Big Slick - Do you see why?
It's fun to read real sick - Do you see why?
You can make up a set, you can win a big bet
every 40 or so hands
Young men, are you listenin' to me?
I said, young men, won't you follow Sklansky?
I said, young men, you can make real your dreams
If Moneymaker can, anyone can, it seems...
No man does it all by himself
I said, young men, buy that book off the shelf
And just go there to the nearest cardroom
And get busto/robusto soon
(Repeat chorus 1)
Young men, I was once donking bucks
I said, I was down and had a game that sucks
I felt no man cared if I were alive
I felt the whole world knew I was weak-tight
That's when someone came up to me
And said, "Young man, take a walk up the street
It's a forum: Variance, Beat, and Brag
They can start you on the road to Super-LAG"
(Chorus 2
It's time to lay down Tens - Do you see why?
It's time to bet the end- Do you see why?
They have everything to fix your game
But O-O-T just isn't the same
It's time to push all-in - Do you see why?
Tell God he'll never win - Do you see why?
You can make up a set, you can win a big bet
every 40 or so hands...