Songtext von Midnight to Vice

Ooh Ooh Ooh Hot women, cold ice Get your ticket for the Midnight to Vice The war is over, but the party's begun You wanting something? Come and get you some Here she comes Towin' down the line Buckle up, 'cause it's a wild ride Take off your shoes and let your hair hang down We gonna be here for a while now Ooh Ooh Ooh Run from your troubles, drink away all your woes We all know how this story goes I've seen it happen more than twice Take my advice, every vice has a price One-way ticket, no refunds Russian roulette with a loaded gun You'll lose your teeth and you'll pull out your hair Realize that you ain't goin' nowhere Hard liquor, hot dice Last call for the Midnight to Vice You've bought your ticket and you've paid your fare You and your demon make a lovely pair Ooh Ooh Ooh So take my advice, every vice has its price