[ETHAN, spoken]
On a Friday night earlier this summer
I entered a bar on a quiet street in West Village
Where a boisterous crowd of NYU students surrounded a small table
Upon which lay a battle-scarred Scrabble board
Seated at the table was Waldo Pine
The village's own Sultan of Scrab
Unshaved, unsober and allegedly undefeated
I sat down across the table from Waldo
Laid down my obligatory twenty-dollar bill
Fished seven wooden tiles out of a greasy bag
And asked him how he did it
[WALDO, laying down tiles]
One, two, three, four, five
"Jarrah"
I like to start with a word
That's probably something you've never heard
Now you're off your game
'Cause I start with "Jarrah"
[WALDO, spoken]
Forty-eight points
You've got thirty seconds
[WALDO]
Ooh! What's this comin' down the chute?
On a Friday night earlier this summer
I entered a bar on a quiet street in West Village
Where a boisterous crowd of NYU students surrounded a small table
Upon which lay a battle-scarred Scrabble board
Seated at the table was Waldo Pine
The village's own Sultan of Scrab
Unshaved, unsober and allegedly undefeated
I sat down across the table from Waldo
Laid down my obligatory twenty-dollar bill
Fished seven wooden tiles out of a greasy bag
And asked him how he did it
[WALDO, laying down tiles]
One, two, three, four, five
"Jarrah"
I like to start with a word
That's probably something you've never heard
Now you're off your game
'Cause I start with "Jarrah"
[WALDO, spoken]
Forty-eight points
You've got thirty seconds
[WALDO]
Ooh! What's this comin' down the chute?
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