Lyrics

Diamonds and dust Poor man last, the rich man first Lamborginis and caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-La I got a burnin' feelin' Deep inside o' me Well it's yearnin', But I'm gonna set it free I'm going into sin city I'm gonna win in sin city Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm going into sin city Yeah I said ladders and snakes Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man Beggarman, thief Ain't got hope in hell, That's my belief Finger Freddy, Diamond Jim getting ready 'Cause I'm comin' in, So spin that wheel, cut that pack, And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancin' girls And put the champagne on ice I'm going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm going in at sin city
Writer(s): Gram Parsons, Christopher Hillman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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