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Diamonds and dust |
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Poor man last, rich man first |
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Lambourginis, caviar |
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Dry martinis, Shangri-la |
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I got a burning feeling |
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Deep inside of me |
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It's yearning |
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But I'm going to set it free |
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CHORUS: |
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I'm going in to sin city |
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I'm gonna win in sin city |
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Where the lights are bright |
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Do the town tonight |
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I'm gonna win in sin city |
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Ladders and snakes |
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Ladders give, snakes take |
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Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief |
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Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief |
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Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim |
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They're getting ready, |
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Look out I'm coming in |
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So spin that wheel, cut that pack |
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And roll those loaded dice |
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Bring on the dancing girls |
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And put the champaigne on ice |