Let It Be Songtext
von Jon Simon
Let It Be Songtext
You know people come to Vegas for one
Reason and James P Connolly is no exception
The ladies in Las Vegas
Oh baby
You get all types of women here man
You get tall women, short women, tall
Women with short legs, I love em all
They′re funny looking but they've been good to me believe me
But I got a reputation with women in
Vegas baby they know when I come to town
Because when I make love to a woman and believe me
Someday I will
You know a lot of women are going
Whoa what the hell would that be like
Well to me it′s gonna be like winning the Kentucky Derby
Well cause then she'll know what it's like to
Run away from a small man trying to mount her
I tell you man a lot of guys have a tough time in
Vegas but I get lucky every time I come to Vegas
Believe me I went out with a showgirl the other night
Oh yeah tall drink of water man
She had the kind of legs that make it easy
To get a can of soup off the top shelf
And we went out on this date you know things
Going real well we get back to her place
She disappears comes back five minutes
Later wearing nothing but whipped cream
And I′m thinking great she ate the whole fucking pie
Reason and James P Connolly is no exception
The ladies in Las Vegas
Oh baby
You get all types of women here man
You get tall women, short women, tall
Women with short legs, I love em all
They′re funny looking but they've been good to me believe me
But I got a reputation with women in
Vegas baby they know when I come to town
Because when I make love to a woman and believe me
Someday I will
You know a lot of women are going
Whoa what the hell would that be like
Well to me it′s gonna be like winning the Kentucky Derby
Well cause then she'll know what it's like to
Run away from a small man trying to mount her
I tell you man a lot of guys have a tough time in
Vegas but I get lucky every time I come to Vegas
Believe me I went out with a showgirl the other night
Oh yeah tall drink of water man
She had the kind of legs that make it easy
To get a can of soup off the top shelf
And we went out on this date you know things
Going real well we get back to her place
She disappears comes back five minutes
Later wearing nothing but whipped cream
And I′m thinking great she ate the whole fucking pie
Writer(s): John Lennon, Paul Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
