Songtexte Lost Vegas - Bob Wayne

Well, I spent my last dime
Just a few ounce o' gold
On some old Vegas slut
And a young Vegas whore
I don't want your pity
This ain't that kind of song
Just that I don't believe
What I'm doing is wrong

But just four hundred miles
To that Mexico light
So, let's drown all our sorrow
In Tequila and wine

Well, Lost Vegas you found me
Back when I was on top
And Lost Vegas, I'll be back soon
As soon as I sail this song home

You know some people think just a roll of the dice
Can change so much in our lives
You hit that seven and you are on the roll
But let's be honest
None of us know what's right around the corner
'Cause anything is possible
And nothing is for sure

Well, I've made lots of money
Out here, livin' my dreams
Spent most it rambling and gambling
The rest, on shit I don't need
And a fang man fortune
Should pass me on by
Lost Vegas, just tell him
They can't say I didn't try

But just four hundred miles
To that Mexico light
So, let's drown all our sorrow
Hell, let's bet all our last dime

Well, Lost Vegas you found me
Back when I was on top
And Lost Vegas, I'll be back soon
As soon as I sail this song home