Vegas: acordes por
Pimpadelic
Pimpadelic

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Tom: G major
Verse 1
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If I had money, everything would be okay
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But I don't, so
I'ma drink my life away
You know what they say,
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good things come to those who wait
Tired of waiting, well wine is fine
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Hard liquor, sick and quick, along this bar
stool
A damn fool never can see the picture of
these
Wasted days, wasted nights,
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topless bon fires
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But losing my sight with white,
I'm lying about my life
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Rose -colored glasses intoxicate the real
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Feel it kill the wills from turning my caps
appeal
Through these blurry visions
and hurried missions
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I feel the arms stretch out to
hold me
With forgiving hands of
dope addiction
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Drownin' in whiskey,
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drownin' in gin
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Gettin' got daily by my
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so -called friends
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Born to lose, die to win
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I feel like killin' myself again
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And that's one for the ages
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Playin' on beer -soaked stages
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Stuck together, porn pages
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I feel like leavin'
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Vegas
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If I had fame and everybody knew my name I'd be okay,
but I don't
Gotta keep drinkin' my life
away for eternity
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Good enough for
Bon
Scott, good enough for
me
Constantly I'm approached
by various people
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Telling me that I need to don't
repent me the steeple
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But people don't know how it is to be
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an alcoholic coke head and a dope
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To me it sits in when you're
out on the road
No need to call
Tyrone
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You got my number located under
E .J.
Cole
Nephew of
David
Allen the outlaw
If you didn't know I'm
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Drowning in whiskey,
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drowning in gin
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Gettin' got daily by my
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so -called friends
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Born to lose, dyin' to win
I feel like killin' myself again
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And that's one for the ages
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Playin' on beer -soaked stages
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Stuck together, porn pages
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I feel like leavin'
Las
Interlude 1
Vegas
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Verse 2
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If I had money,
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everything would be okay
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At least that's what they say
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Drownin' in whiskey,
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drownin' in gin
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Gettin' got daily by my so -called friends
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Born to lose,
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dyin' to win I feel like killin' myself again
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And that's one for the ages
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Playin' on beer -soaked stages
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Stuck together, born pages
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I feel like killing myself again
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NS1 for the ages
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Playing on fear -soaked stages
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Stuck together, born pages
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I feel like leaving
Las
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Vegas
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Thank you so
you

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