Sin City (Promises, Promises)

INTRO:
Never say never!
Never fix your mouth, and never speak it in your mind.
(TRAVaLOOSEcannon)
‘Cause whenever you say never,
Never leads to have-you-evers and it happens every time—
Where promises…I’m talking promises are invented by losers who’ll do anything to get it.

CHORUS ONE:
Welcome to Sin City!
Word is you came here to leave it with your best bet on the worst being far behind.
Well, listen, how ‘bout you lead me on let the worst come later,
And we’ll get messed up and go mess around.
What are you waiting for a cue?
Man, come on let me get a Kool and then them rules up out you!
I’m just one big “T” short of “FUCK IT!”.
Put my list up in a bucket!
Tonight, I’m feeling lucky!
Welcome to Sin City!
(Foo!)
Welcome to Sin City, baby!
Welcome to Sin City.
(Mmmm.)
Aint’ been bad in too long, Johnny!

VERSE ONE:
Listen!
In real-life I got a bookie who’s not good at playing hooky,
‘Cause he’s always up and always ‘round.
Beggin’ to ditch this spot and wing it to some neon watt-lit scene where gold is green and trouble’s on the mount.
You know Las Vegas ain’t nothing but drunks named Elvis and old money with new schemes designed to drag you down,
But there’s these promises—
I’m talkin’ promises.
—Invented by this loser who’ll do anything to get it.

CHORUS TWO:
That makes this Sin City!
(Sin City!)
Word is you came here to leave it with your best bet on the worst being far behind.
(Who came here to Sin?)
Well, listen, how ‘bout you lead me on let the worst come later,
And we’ll get messed up and go mess around.
What are you waiting for a cue?
Man, come on let me get a Kool and then them rules up out you.
I’m just one big “T” short of “FUCK IT!”.
Put my list up in a bucket.
Tonight, I’m feeling lucky.
Welcome to Sin City!
(Welcome to Sin City!)

(Foo!)

(Who came here to sin?)
Welcome to Sin City, baby.
(Tonight, I feel like Elvis in his prime!)
Welcome to Sin City!
Now I ain’t been bad in too long, Johnny!

VERSE TWO:
Listen,
In real life I swear my bookie,
He fell in love with a hooker, who works evenings in some lot downtown.
Outside some low-lit joint that’s seedy.
In some red-number that’s sleazy—always sneaking off to paint the town.
Now, she knows he ain’t got no money,
But this kid here got moxie: He pays her with a promise!
OOO
Promises!
I’m talking promises—
Invented by a loser who’ll do anything to get it!
(Just like that.)

CHORUS THREE:
Welcome to Sin City!
(Welcome to Sin City!)
Word is you came here to leave it with your best bet on the worst being far behind.
(Welcome to Sin City!)
(Welcome to Sin City!)
Well listen,
How ‘bout lead me on let the worst come later.
(Who came here to Sin with me?)
(OOO)
And we’ll get messed up and go mess around…
(Welcome to Sin City!)
What are you waiting for a cue?
(Are you in?!?)
Man come on let me get a Kool, and then them rules up out you.
(Come give life a spin!)
I’m just one big “T” short of “FUCK IT!”.
Put my list up in a bucket, tonight I’m feeling lucky.

VERSE THREE:
(Tonight, in Sin City!)
See, you gon meet a real bad man desperado.
Keep on desperado! Keep on desperado!
You gon meet a real fast end desperado.
Keep on desperado! Keep on desperado!
Now, say that shit again if you think that I ain’t going off.
I can be a wise guy if you want to be a know-it-all, baby!
See, you ain’t nothing but a hound-dog, who’ll cheat your best man at Rummy just to build him up and pull him down.
See, we gon end up bumpin’ pelvis.
If you keep listening to Elvis,
You gon’ wind up somewhere helpless and regretful,
Saying, “This ain’t… (Sigh) what it looks like.”
I’ll say, “OOO, you promise?”
(mmm)

CLOSING:
Welcome to Sin City!
(Welcome to Sin City!)
(Leave it! X 10)
Word is you came here to lose it, with your best bet on the worst being far behind.
(Welcome to Sin City.)
Give me a Kool!
(OOOOOO)
(Leave it!)
Give me them rules!
(Leave it!)
Well, listen, how about you lead me on. Let the worst come later.
And we’ll get messed up and go mess around!
(And let’s get messed up and go mess around!)
(You’re just one big tease!)
(Leave it!)
What are you waiting for a cue?
(Leave it!)
(We got some wild ones out there tonight!)
(Leave it!)
(And I’ve seen lies too many times in my life.)
Man, come on let me get a Kool and then them rules up out you.
(Leave it!)
(They say imitation is the highest form of flattery.)
I’m just one big “T” short of “FUCK IT!”.
(Leave it!)
(But I’m that real deal!)
Put my list up in a bucket.
(I need somebody!)
(I’m that real thang!)
Tonight, I’m feeling lucky!
(To lead me on!)
(I’m not a John!)
Welcome to Sin City!