Vegas
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Cause somebody told me that’s where dreams would be.
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Finally see my name upon the Palace marquis
Gonna quit my job and move to New York
Cause somebody told me that’s where dreamers should go.
Gonna quit my job and move to New York.
And tattoo my ass with every Broadway show.
CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please
Gonna sell my house and cross the border
Cause somebody said that dreams live in Mexico
Gonna sell my house and gonna lose ten pounds and cross the border
And make love upon the white sandy shore
CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please
It’s always just around the corner or you’re on your way to somewhere
That is bigger, better if you could only get there
It’s never your fault you can’t start your winning streak
But I’d hate to lose you to the fortune you seek.
Gonna lose my mind and sail the ocean
Gonna find my peace beneath cherry blue skies
Gonna fix my mind upon a final destination
Upon a sweet dream I’ll never realize
CHORUS
Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
You say… No fame no money I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down on my knees
But next stop, Vegas please… I got to get to Vegas. I got to get to Vegas
compositores: SARA BAREILLES
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