| Back-combed baby, all ripped up tight
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| Your eyeliner smudged just right
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| Just stepped outta your suit and tie
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| It’s a Friday night and you’re good to fly
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| Nothing else gonna hit that spot
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| You wanna take a trip where it’s hot
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| (To Sin City the lost kids go)
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| So don’t fight it, go with that flow
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| (Sin City’s a beautiful hell)
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| Where they mock the midnight bell
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| Babylon calling, sun goes down
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| They got it all on show in this dirty town
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| Bad girls, pretty boys strut their stuff
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| You can’t look away, you can’t get enough
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| Jane meets Johnny in the usual place
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| She licks the lipstick off his face
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| (In Sin City they’re doing it right)
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| I wanna be there every night
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| (In Sin City they’re doing just fine)
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| Cos everybody’s part of the pantomime
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| (In Sin City you hang with the tribe)
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| Ooh it’s a treat to be alive
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| (All the vampires, all of the freaks)
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| They’re all looking good enough to eat
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| Speed it up, I gotta catch my ride
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| I gotta get to Sin City tonight
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| You can be anyone you want
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| Play who you wanna play
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| No one gives a damn here anyway
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| (To Sin City the lost kids go)
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| So don’t fight it, go with that flow
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| (Sin City’s a beautiful hell)
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| Where they mock the midnight bell
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| (In Sin City they’re doing it right)
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| I wanna be there every night
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| (In Sin City they’re doing just fine)
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| Cos everybody’s part of the pantomime
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| Going to Sin City
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| Going to Sin City
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| Sin City |