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| Diamonds, and dust |
| Poor man last, rich man first |
| Lamborginis, caviar |
| Dry martini's, Shangri-La |
| I got a burnin' feeling |
| Deep inside of me |
| It's yearnin' |
| But I'm gonna set it free |
| I'm goin' in to sin city |
| I'm gonna win in sin city |
| Where the lights are bright |
| Do the town tonight |
| I'm gonna win in sin city |
| Oh let me roll ya baby |
| Ladders, and snakes |
| Ladders give, snakes take |
| Rich man, poor man |
| Beggar man thief |
| Ain't got a hope in hell |
| That's my belief |
| Fingers Freddy |
| Diamond Jim |
| They're getting ready |
| Look out I'm coming in |
| So spin that wheel, cut that pack |
| And roll them loaded dice |
| Bring on the dancin' girls |
| And put the champagne on ice |
| I'm goin' in to sin city |
| I'm gonna win in sin city |
| Where the lights are bright |
| Do the town tonight |
| I'm goin' in to sin city |