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歌詞

I betcha think it's funny Doin' nothin' for your money The way you live your life is so pitiful Your body parts replaced Too much make-up on your face That tattoo on your back don't make you beautiful Your black heart, blue eyes And the black dress you wear are your disguise You cover up who you fuck Do they listen when you cry? Keep living your lie Ya dirty little Vegas girl Wicked little Vegas girl The extensions in your hair Your gold digger's stare You sell yourself just like a whore You're bound by golden handcuffs, it's never enough I hope you find your white- picket world It's so, so sad! Your black heart, blue eyes And the black dress you wear are your disguise To cover up who you fuck Do they listen when you cry? Keep living your lie Ya dirty little Vegas girl We'll burn down Sin City for you (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) The flames are so pretty, like you (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) Why won't you come for me? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) Your black heart, blue eyes And the black dress you wear are your disguise To cover up who you fuck Will they be there when you die? Keep living your lie My dirty little Vegas girl Wicked little Vegas girl So c'mon! (My dirty little Vegas girl) C'mon! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)