Diamonds, and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lamborghinis, caviar
Dry martini, Shangi-La
I've got a burnin' feelin'
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 you 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 Freddie, Diamond Jim
They're gettin' ready
Look out! I'm comin' in!
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing 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