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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sara Bareilles
Vocals
Brian MacLeod
Drums
Chris Chaney
Bass Guitar
Bruce Watson
Guitar
Lyle Workman
Guitar
Joel Shearer
Guitar
Rafael Padilla
Percussion
Eric Rosse
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sara Bareilles
Songwriter
Eric Rosse
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Christopher Willing
Recording Engineer
Dave Colvin
Assistant Engineer
Bill Mims
Assistant Engineer
Charlie Paakkari
Assistant Engineer
Eric Rosse
Producer
Songteksten
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
'Cause somebody told me
That's where dreams would be
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Finally, see my name upon the Palace marquis
Gonna quit my job and move to New York
'Cause somebody told me that's where
Dreamers should go
I'm gonna quit my job and move to New York
Tattoo my body with every Broadway show
Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame no money I'm nobody
The way I'm running has sure got me down
On my knees
My next stop, Vegas please
I gotta get to Vegas
Can you take me to Vegas?
I'm gonna sell my house and cross the border
'Cause somebody told me dreams live in Mexico
I'm gonna sell my house, I got to lose ten pounds
And cross the border
Make sweet love upon the white sandy shore
Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame no money I'm nobody
The way I'm running has sure got me down
On my knees
But next stop, Vegas please
It's always just around the corner or you're
On your way to somewhere
That is bigger or better
If you could only get there
It's never your fault, you can't start your
Own winning streak
But I'd hate to lose you to the fortune you seek
I'm gonna lose my mind and sail the ocean
'Cause somebody told me there were
Cherry blue skies
I'm gonna fix my mind with a final destination
And have a deep sleep upon a sweet dream
I'll never realize, no
Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
I can't get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame no money I'm nobody
The way I'm running has sure got me down
On my knees
My next stop, Vegas please
Can you take me to Vegas?
I need to see Vegas
Can you take me to Vegas?
Writer(s): Sara Bareilles
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