Lyrics:

(A. Young M. Young B.Scott)Diamonds and dustPoor man lastRich man firstLamborghini's, caviarDry martini's, ShangrilaI got a burnin' feelingDeep inside of meIt's a yearnin'But I'm gonna set it freeIn goin' inTo sin cityI'm gonna winIn sin cityWhere the lights are brightDo the town tonightI'm goin' winIn sin cityLet me roll ya babyLadders and snakesLadders giveSnakes takeRich man poor manBeggar man thiefYou ain't got a hope in hellThat's my beliefFingers Freddy, Diamond JimThey're getting readyLook out I'm coming inSo spin that wheelCut that packAnd roll them loaded diceBring on the dancin' girls and put the Champagne on iceIn goin' inTo sin cityI'm gonna winIn sin cityWhere the lights are brightDo the town tonightI'm goin' inTo sin city