Diamonds and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghini's, caviar Dry martinis, Shangra-la I got a burning feeling Deep inside of me It's a yearning But, I'm gonna to set it free I'm goin' in- to Sin City I'm gonna win- in Sin City Where the lights are bright Through the town tonight I'm gonna win in Sin City Oh, I'm gonna roll you, baby Snake eyes, wooo! Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Finney, Diamond Jim Ya' better get ready ready, look out, I'm comin' in So, spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice I'm goin' in - to Sin City I'm gonna win- in Sin City Where the lights are bright Through the town tonight I'm goin' in to Sin City I'm gonna roll you baby.....