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Ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
every time i hit your crystal city
you know you gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the first time i lose i drink whiskey
second time i lose i drink gin
third time i lose i drink anything
'cause i think i'm gonna win
Ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
no
ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
every time i hit your crystal city
you know you gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the queen of spades is a friend of mine
the queen of hearts is a bitch
someday when i clean up my mind
i'll find out which is which
Ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
every time i hit your crystal city
you know you gonna make a wreck out of me
Instrumental (electric guitar)
Well, i spend all night with the dealer
tryin' to get ahead
spend all day at the holyday inn
tryin' to get out of bed
Ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
ooh, las vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
every time i hit your crystal city
you know you gonna make a wreck out of me
Instrumental ending (electric guitar)