don`t make me come to Vegas
don`t make me pull you
out of his bed
I am vigilant
that it will not be you
on the menu he`s serving
up for his friends
don`t make me come to Vegas
don`t make me pull him
out of your head
Athena will attest
that it could be done
and it has been done
and I think that I am up to it
and the Jacaranda tree
she`s telling me of
the trouble you`re in
just by the way
She bends
remember dancing
and wondering
as you were swaying
what kind of woman you`d be
`what will be will be`
over my dead body
slip through your hand again and again
slip through your hand again and again
my old flame was a jester
and a joker
and as dealer of men,
they called him the prince
Prince of Black Jacks
and of women
and of anything
that`s slipped into his hands
`and the Ranches and the mustangs`
and the way you said
`You can have all this,
except for me--you see
Lady Luck is my mistress
and you`ll have to play
second to her wish`
and the Jacaranda tree
is telling me
it`s not over yet,
just by the way She bends
`if you come breezin` through`
you said `I`ll know that it`s you
by the taste on my lips,
Bet on the desert`s kiss`
I could slip through your net
`over my dead body`
slip through your hand again and again
slip through your hand again and again
don`t make me come to Vegas
don`t make me come to Vegas
don`t make me come to Vegas
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