| Lyrics: | Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis,
Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to
set it free
CHORUS:
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
Ladders and
snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope
in hell, that's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready,
Look
out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on
the dancing girls
And put the champaigne on ice |
