On the Las Vegas Bus

I’m heading for Vegas on the bus. My cash is pinned on me real tight. The AC’s down and it’s stuffy in here, But I’ll have a nice cool room tonight Only I won’t be in it -- I’ll be downstairs In the casino just playing the slots, And this time I know that I will win And not just a little, but lots lots lots! The wheels keep roaring Whee, Whee, Whee, They’re rooting for me, like I feel them cheer. No shows, no dinners once I check in, Just one yummy pizza along with a beer. There’s nothing sweeter in all this world Than the sound a one armed bandit makes When I’ve hit the jackpot and know I’ve won, And I will win no matter what it takes! I learned all about slots from a booklet I read, By this time tomorrow will I ever be rich! I’ll quit my job in a heartbeat then And I won’t care one bit if they call me a witch. I just can’t nap on this homeward bus. Its wheels keep groaning Aw Aw Aw Like they’re sorry I lost every cent I had. I’m through with Sin City forevermore! Oh wait, something’s shining under the seat -- A button I think -- hey, it’s a dime. You know what? I’m sure it’s my lucky coin And I’ll play it for sure when I go next time!