[Intro, Funky fuzz bass starts alone, Muted guitar scratches around the groove, Drums enter with a loose, rolling shuffle, Bright guitar chord rings out] Yeah... LA to Vegas, baby... We’re Sin City bound!!!! [Verse] L.A. to Vegas at 3 A.M. Headlights cutting through a sea of black White lines rolling underneath Nothing but the dessert air and ain't no turning back The road stretched out like an ocean Black as far as I can see And every mile closer to those city lights Feels like it's where I ought to be Got a full tank and a bad idea Got a bottle riding shotgun By the time we reach those neon lights We’ll be ready for some fun [Pre-Chorus] The night is wide The road is long The radio is playing our song No looking back No slowing down We’re getting closer to going round [Chorus] Sin City bound! With the pedal to the floor L.A. to Vegas! We’re always looking to score Lights up high, money down low Where the wild ones go, only we know Sin City bound! Let the good times roll [Verse] Vegas lights rising like a fever dream Neon burning through the night Ladies coated in temptation Every corner shining bright Drinks are cold and cards are flying Money comes and money goes Somebody’s laughing at the tables Somebody’s walking out alone There’s a million different ways to lose it There’s a thousand ways you can win And the city keeps on smiling While it pulls you deeper in [Pre-Chorus] The night is wide The road is long The radio is playing our song No looking back No slowing down We’re getting closer to going around [Chorus] Sin City bound! With the pedal to the floor L.A. to Vegas! We’re always looking to score Lights up high, money down low Where the wild ones go, only we know Sin City bound! Let the good times roll [Bridge / Breakdown, Fuzz bass takes the lead, Drums become tight and syncopated] One more drink... One more hand... One more night in the promised land. [Guitar stab] [Verse] LA knows the art of dreaming Vegas knows the price of gold One gives you a thousand chances One takes everything you hold But both can keep you up till sunrise Both can make you feel brand new And when the night gets complicated Either town will see you through So I guess I’ve got two homes now One beneath the Hollywood sign And one out where the desert glitters Waiting every time I drive [Guitar Solo, A funky, bluesy hard-rock solo over the fuzz bass groove, Short, rhythmic guitar phrases, Wah or vocal-like lead tone used sparingly, Dirty bends, Blues-rock swagger, Bass remains prominent, Solo should feel like the car is moving faster without the tempo actually increasing] [Final Chorus] Sin City bound! With the pedal to the floor L.A. to Vegas! We’re always looking to score Lights up high, money down low Where the wild ones go, only we know Sin City bound! Let the good times roll [Outro, Funky fuzz bass repeats the main groove, Guitar answers with short blues licks] LA to Vegas... Sin City bound. [Final guitar-and-bass hit]
