Dead End Road - Sin City

Gotta get outta here
It's 3 o'clock on a Friday afternoon
I can almost taste the beer
300 miles to the desert, I'll be there soon

Got the fever deep down inside
I had the feeling on a gallon of beer
I'm gonna put it on the line
'Cause there's no place I'd rather be there

Sin City
Dice are rollin'
Sin City
Streets are glowin'
Sin City
Always dreamin'
Sin City
Love that feelin'

Cheap drinks and beautiful sights
Lots of money and bright lights
The dice are rolling hotly
The six and eight keep hittin' the hard way

Roulette wheel and your number's hot
You put your money down on that spot
The one arm bandit's smiling back to you
You got that feelin', you know what to do

Sin City
Dice are rollin'
Sin City
Streets are glowin'
Sin City
Always dreamin'
Sin City
Love that feelin'

Pop drinks and a big fight
24/7 and open all night
You cash your chips at the casino cage
We've been partyin' all night and we still want to rage

Sin City
Dice are rollin'
Sin City
Streets are glowin'
Sin City
Always dreamin'
Sin City
Love that feelin'