in New York in those days they had
a system at the track
where you bought a ticket
and tried to pick 5 winners in a row
and Harry took $1000
and went up to the window and said,
"1, 8, 3, 7, 5."
and that's the way they came [?]
and so he took his wife to Spain
with all that money
and his wife fell for the mayor of this little
village in Spain and f****d him
and the marriage was over
and Harry came back to Brooklyn broke
and mutilated
and he has since been a little crazy ever
since, but
Harry, don't despair
for you are a genius
for who had enough pure faith
and enough courage
to go up to the window
and against all the gods of logic:
"1, 8, 3, 7, 5"?
you did it.
yes, she got the mayor
but you're the real winner
forever.