If you want good times
I know where to look
And if you want good times I will
They're thrown on your bed
With your junkyard religion
At the best of the western motels
Thrown with the pawns
And the hardscrabble rooks
Thrown with our ransom of kings
But if you want goodtimes
I know where to look
And I know it's goodtimes you want
Long time here X2
I'll keep you around
Holding this ground
I'll keep you a long time here
In 24 hours
We could be in Vegas
Where the heat is a possible friend
Where snake eyes and boxcars
Could wet down your whistle
And steal all the noise from your head
But your hell is hotter
Then the typical thirst
And in Vegas the ice is not cheap
And heaven's a backroom
Where the gamblin' don't finish
And you keep makin' the same mistakes
Long time here X2
I'll keep you around
Holding this ground
I'll keep you a long . . . .
Long time here X4
I'll keep you around
Holding this ground
I'll keep you a long time here
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