(gram parsons/rik grech)
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Every time i hit your crystal city you know
You’re gonna make a wreck outta me
Well, the first time i lose i drink whiskey
Second time i lose i drink gin
Third time i lose i drink anything
’cause i think i’m gonna win
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Every time i hit your crystal city you know
You’re gonna make a wreck outta me
Well, the queen of spades is a friend of mine
The queen of hearts is a bitch
Someday when i clean up my mind
I’ll find out which is a which
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Every time i hit your crystal city you know
You’re gonna make a wreck outta me
Well, i spend all night with the dealer
Tryin’ to get ahead
Spend all day at the holiday inn
Tryin’ to get out of bed
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, las vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me
Every time i hit your crystal city you know
You’re gonna make a wreck outta me