Letra de la canción 'VEGAS' de 'PIMPADELIC'

If i had money everything would be ok,
but i donand't, so iand'mma drink my life away.
you know what they say,
good things come to those who wait.
[but] iand'm tired of waitinand'.
White wine is fine hard liquorand's hittinand' quicker.
on this barstool i jam
for never can [i] see the picture of these
wasted days, wasted nights
topless bar fights polluttinand' my sight
with white lion down my life.
Rose-colored glasses intoxicate the real
feel the kill the wills from turning my caps appeal
through these blurried visions and hurried missions
i feel they all stretch out to hold me with forgiving hand to dope addiction
Pre chorus: drowninand' in whiskey, drowninand' in gin.
getting gauge daily by my so-called friends
born to lose, dyinand' to win
i feel like killinand' myself again.
Chorus: and thatand's one for the ages.
playinand' on beer-soaked stages.
stuck together porn pages.
i feel like leaving las vegas.
If i had fame and everybody knew my name
iand'd be okay. but i donand't!
gotta keep drinkinand' my life away
for eternity. good enough for bond scott, good enough for me.
Constantly iand'm approached by a various people
tellinand' me that i need to go and repent me for steeple,
but people donand't know how it is to be
and alcoholic, cokehead, and a dope mc.
To me it sits in when youand're out on the road,
no need to call tyrone. you got my number
located under ej coe,
nephew of david alan, the outlaw. if you didnand't know iand'm...(pre chorus and chorus)

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