Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me Well the first time I lose a drink of whiskey And the second time I lose a drink of gin Third time I lose a drink of anything Cause I think I’m gonna win. Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me Well the queen of spades is a friend of mine The queen of hearts is a bitch Some day when I clean up my mind I’ll think I’m gonna win. Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me Spend all night with a dealer Just trying to get ahead Spend all day at the Holiday Inn Just trying to get out of bed Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ooh Las Vegas ain’t no place for a poor boy like me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me Ev’ry time I hit your crystal city You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me