I met my bride in a Cutlass Supreme She said, "I'll give you the ride but it ain't comin' for free" The slot machine coming up 666 With the queen of the damned saying love don't exist
Sin city, no pity You wanna take my soul (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?) Sin city, it ain't pretty Don't you wanna go? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)
Swan dive in a cloud of smoke While your ego's on fire and your windshield is broke Raining dollar bills in a velvet room Like a white cat dancing on Siegfried's tomb
Sin city, no pity You wanna take my soul (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?) Sin city, it ain't pretty Don't you wanna go? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)
S-I-N, C-I-T Why you wanna make a fool out of me? S-I-N, baby, C-I-T Why you wanna makе a fool out of me? (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?) (Why you wanna makе a fool out of me?)
Sin city, so pretty Never let me go (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?) Sin city, it ain't easy Being sleazy, no (Why you wanna make a fool out of me?)
Compositores: Dan Auerbach, Patrick Carney, Beck & Greg Kurstin