(home at last) 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
([i'm gonna | oh, let me] [rule | roll] you baby)
(snake eyes)
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, [better get ready,]
Look out i'm coming in ['coz i'm coming in]
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice
Chorus
