Gram Parsons — Ooh Las Vegas lyrics

Lyrics

[From «The Reurn Of The Grievous Angel — Tribute to Gram Parsons»
Thanks to Andrew, Linda, Amy and Ralph for the transription.]
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Every time I hit your crystal city you know
you’re gonna make a wreck outta me Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey
Second time I lose I drink gin
Third time I lose I drink anything
'cause I think I’m gonna win
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me, no Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
you’re gonna make a wreck outta me Well, the Queen of Spades is a friend of mine
The Queen of Hearts, she’s a bitch
Someday when I clean up my mind
I’ll find out which is which
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
you’re gonna make a wreck outta me Well, I spend all night with the dealer
Tryin' to get ahead
Spend all day at the Holiday Inn
Tryin' to get out of bed
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain’t no place for a poor girl like me Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
you’re gonna make a wreck outta me