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?