Las Vegas

Las Vegas - 3:43

She liked her drinks neat, not pretty
She liked the boys who didn't talk dirty
She doubled down her last bet on a man who liked roulette
She liked the brights lights, not the city

But playing with devil, he ain’t ever been on the level
I couldn't run fast enough through hell
Las Vegas
Playing with devil, he ain’t ever been on the level
I couldn't run fast enough through hell
Las Vegas

She dreamed of being somebody
Someone not seen before
In drunken brawls and whiskey bars
In the fast lanes of speeding cars
Not knowing the devil’s demands
She set her sights on a passing star
Somehow she’d make it through this neon scam

Cause playing with devil, he ain’t ever been on the level
I couldn't run fast enough through hell
Las Vegas
Playing with devil, he ain’t never been on the level
I couldn't run fast enough through hell
Las Vegas

I couldn’t run fast enough through hell
I couldn’t run fast enough through hell
Na-na na na-na-na na, na-na, na-na
Na-na na na-na-na na, na-na, na-na