Lyrics to Sin City
I met my bride in a Cutlass Supreme
She said, "I'll give you the ride, but it ain't comin' for free"

The slot-machine coming up 666
With the queen of the damned, saying love don't exist

Sin City, no pity
Wanna take my soul?
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?
Sin City, ain't pretty
Don't you wanna go?
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Swan-dive in a cloud of smoke
While your ego's on fire, and your windshield is broke

Raining dollar bills in a velvet room
Like a white cat dancing on Sigfried's tomb

Sin City, no pity
Wanna take my soul?
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?
Sin City, ain't pretty
Don't you wanna go?
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

S-I-N, C-I-T
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?
S-I-N, baby, C-I-T
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Why you wanna make a fool out of me?
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?

Sin City, so pretty
Never let me go
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?
Sin City, ain't easy
Bein' sleazy, no
Why you wanna make a fool out of me?