I pulled up to the gig late in October
The strip seemed far away, tour almost over
She walked right up to me and bumped my shoulder
Grass dress down to the floor, I did not know her
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
She came to my hotel, tried to console me
She had another plan, to take my money
Found out it was all gone and finished burning
Then out that f*cking door, that bitch went running
See you f*cking later!
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
Hear the king just beating the drums on my door
Decatur - Vegas Girl Lyrics
Decatur - Vegas Girl Lyrics
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I pulled up to the gig late in October
The strip seemed far away, tour almost over
She walked right up to me and bumped my shoulder
Grass dress down to the floor, I did not know her
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
She came to my hotel, tried to console me
She had another plan, to take my money
Found out it was all gone and finished burning
Then out that f*cking door, that bitch went running
See you f*cking later!
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
Hear the king just beating the drums on my door
The strip seemed far away, tour almost over
She walked right up to me and bumped my shoulder
Grass dress down to the floor, I did not know her
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
She came to my hotel, tried to console me
She had another plan, to take my money
Found out it was all gone and finished burning
Then out that f*cking door, that bitch went running
See you f*cking later!
(HEY, HEY, HEY)
I know your goal, how cold
Whoa Vegas girl
Hear the king just beating the drums on my door
Writer: Decatur
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