Sin City

I met my bride in a Cutlass Supreme

She said, "I'll give you the ride, but it ain't comin' for free"

The slot-machine coming up 666

With the queen of the damned, saying love don't exist

Sin City, no pity

Wanna take my soul? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)

Sin City, ain't pretty

Don't you wanna go? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)

Swan-dive in a cloud of smoke

While your ego's on fire, and your windshield is broke

Raining dollar bills in a velvet room

Like a white cat dancing on Sigfried's tomb

Sin City, no pity

Wanna take my soul? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)

Sin City, ain't pretty

Don't you wanna go? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)

S-I-N, C-I-T

Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

S-I-N, baby, C-I-T

Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Sin City, so pretty

Never let me go (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)

Sin City, ain't easy

Bein' sleazy, no (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)