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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

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