Vegas

If I was a thousand miles from Vegas
I think I'd still scream your name
If I thought there was a chance I'd say it
My lungs would tell you just who's to blame

You're so pretty
You're so pretty
When you smile
You fascinate me
So fascinate me for awhile 

You make me
You make me wanna take you home
You make me
You make me wanna take you home

Don't know what I'll do when I get there
Don't know what I'll do when I get there boy
You make me wanna take you home

These bright 
City lights 
Only make me more lonely
There's no cure for what I've got
Won't someone tell me what I want 

If you take me home now
Take me home now
Vegas
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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