Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas.
Somebody told me that's where dreams would be.
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas,
Finally see my name on the Palace marquee.
Gonna quit my job and move to New York, yeah,
'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. Next stop:
Vegas, please. I gotta get to Vegas.
Can you take me to Vegas? Oooh, yeah."
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 10 pounds,
And cross the border. Make sweet love on a 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. Next stop:
Vegas, please."
Door was just around the corner,
Oh, you're on your way to somewhere,
That is bigger, 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 wanna lose my mind, and sail the ocean.
Somebody told me there were cherry blue skies.
I'm gonna fix my mind with a final destination,
And have a deep sleep up on a sweet dream.
I never realized, no.
Listen up now honey you're gonna be sorry.
You 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. Next stop:
Oooh, Vegas, please.
Can you take me to Vegas? I need to see Vegas.
Take me to Vegas. Yeah."
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