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Bright lights, city where the girls are pretty and the guys are hot
Dead man's jaw, so you better not hit me if you're taking a shot
Flamingos and bingos, a penny for your thoughts
Nothing but a room in my lawn for one big gleeful
Watching for many a year from across the Rio Grande
That city will put some hair in your chest by the back of your hand
When I cross it, I'll cross and Jim thinks that he may lose it
When I lay it on the line, better hold my two kids
Flamingos, pink and hot
Long as you catch it in first before you get caught
Watching for many a year from across the Rio Grande
That city will put some hair in your chest by the back of your hand
When I cross it, I'll cross and Jim thinks that he may lose it
When I lay it on the line, better hold my two kids
Flamingos, pink and hot
Long as you catch it in first before you get caught
Watching for many a year from across the Rio Grande
That city will put some hair in your chest by the back of your hand
Flamingos, pink and hot
Long as you catch it in first before you get caught
Watching for many a year from across the Rio Grande
That city will put some hair in your chest by the back of your hand
Come on, when I cross it, I'll cross and Jim's drug in by U.S. agents
Here's a hat call from a far old Jim, will you make it