Mary was just a little runaway girl
Leaving her home, her boring world
Searching for the kicks that she never had
Take her last money for the greyhound express
And there was nothing left to say, but
Goodbye Mary, I wish you the best
She always believed into the American dream
Wanna live like, a celebrity
And her cute little ass
On the cover of the playboy magazine
One day she was gone without a trace
They said a knee-jerk reaction in a purple haze
But that's not true
She had enough of this narrow-minded place
And there was nothing left to say
I hope finally you find your home base
And if you are out there and you hear that song
Just give me a call and tell me what's going on
And If you are out there and you hear that song
Just give me a call and tell me what's going on
What went wrong
Oh yeah
Welcome to sin city
Is this the place where you want to be
Oh welcome to sin city
Is this the play where you want (where you want)
Ah where you want, you want to be
Oh welcome to sin city
Is this the place where you want to be
Oh welcome to sin city
Is this the play where you feel (where you feel)
Oh where you feel, you feel, free