Vegas Girl

I bet you 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
And you're disguise
You cover up who you fuck, do they listen when you cry?
Keep living your lie, my 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
And you're disguise
You cover up who you fuck, do they listen when you cry?
Keep living your lie, my dirty little Vegas girl (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
And you're disguise
You cover up who you fuck, do they listen when you cry?
Keep living your lie, my dirty little Vegas girl (ya dirty little Vegas girl)
Wicked little Vegas girl

So c'mon! (My dirty little Vegas girl)
C'mon! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey)