He lives on his own The TV's on loan He watches old movies He lives in a flat The lino's all cracked But he's got plans, bingo He sings like Sinatra With more feel Plays with his pocket Roulette wheel all day And no one stopped him He got away Waited all this time with All this scratching around In one place Made it just in time All this talk about luck He's just so Loaded He's just so Loaded down He gets on a plane He changes his name He flies off to Las Vegas He saved up for years Cashed in his fears He always had plans, bingo He packs up his White lounge lizard suit Plenty of hairspray And a big cigar And no one stopped him He got away Took him forty years To plan his route of escape From this place Made it just in time with All this talk about luck He's just so Loaded He's just so Loaded down The first time he flew Watched the Vegas skyline Gently melt into view All this booze Swore he just saw Elvis Playing poker at Dunes He's just so Loaded He's just so Loaded He's just so Loaded now © SONY MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com