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Diamonds and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar Dry martinis, shangri-la I got a burnin' feelin' Deep inside o' me It's yearnin' But I'm gonna set it free 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 gonna win, in sin city Oh let me roll ya baby Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man Beggarman, thief Ain't gotta hope in hell That's my belief Finger's Freddy Diamond Jim They're getting ready Look out I'm comin' 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 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 to sin city
Writer(s): Ronald Belford Scott, Angus Young, Malcolm Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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