Mahjong is a game that originated in China, commonly played by four players (with some three-player variations found in Korea and Japan). The four-player table version is not the same as the single player tile matching game Mahjong solitaire. Similar to the Western card game rummy, mahjong is a game of skill, strategy and calculation and involves a certain degree of chance.
The game is played with a set of 136 tiles based on Chinese characters and symbols, although some regional variations use a different number of tiles. In most variations, each player begins by receiving thirteen tiles. In turn players draw and discard tiles until they complete a legal hand using the fourteenth drawn tile to form four groups (melds) and a pair (head). There are fairly standard rules about how a piece is drawn, stolen from another player and thus melded, the use of simples (numbered tiles) and honours (winds and dragons), the kinds of melds, and the order of dealing and play. However there are many regional variations in the rules; in addition, the scoring system and the minimum hand necessary to win varies significantly based on the local rules being used.
A third floor walk-up...
One block east of chinatown.
She walked by my window,
While the rain is pouring down.
Looking in she sees the easy money life everywhere
And it's clear she don't approve.
(and it's clear she don't approve)
Through a cloud of smoke I shoot a little smile over there.
And I .........
She don't mah jong, mah jong she don't play.
She don't mah jong, wait she don't let me wait.
She don't mah jong, mah jong she don't play.
But she loves to play ....
With the dark eyes burning,
I am opening the wall.
Can there be no other chance?
I feel my fortune's turning,
And I wish for nothing else at all.
Looking up I see her signal with her fingers through her hair
Telling me the hands are clean.
On the .......... I turn a dragon tail into a pair.
And the game is over.
She don't mah jong, mah jong she don't play.
She don't mah jong, wait she don't let me wait.
She don't mah jong, mah jong she don't play.
Though I don't obey her,
Still she loves to play her
(repeat chorus)
A tree blows up
From where the lanterns light the parlors on the street
.... waiting at the .....
And though there are not many things a pawn would ....
I'll beat.
We enjoyed the difference.
She don't mah jong, mah jong she don't play
(out)
In the midst of this nothing, this miss of a life
Still there's this wanting just to see you go by
It's almost like lovin', sad as that is
May not be cool, but it's so where I live
It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go
I try and just kick it but what can I do
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
See us, winter walking after a storm
It's chill in the wind but it's warm in your arms
We stop all snow line, may not be true
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
Well, you?ll have to excuse me, I know it?s so off
I love when you do stuff that?s rude and so wrong
I go up to my room, turn the stereo on
Shoot up some you, and the you is some song
I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes
I ride on the rush of all the hopes, all the dreams
I may be neglecting the things I should do
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
See we still keep talkin' after you're gone
You still with me then feels so good in my arms
They say you go blind, maybe it's true
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
Oh, it's like we stop time, what can I do?
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
My junk is you, my junk is you