Song parody of
A wing and a prayer
by Andrew Stevens
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Just a few more miles to Vegas
And I,ve been driving all night
But Lord, I,d drive a million miles
Just to see those neon lights
I,ve been dodging the bill collectors,
And I,ve been dodging the taxman too,
But I,m gonna do what ever it takes,
Just to get back to you,
Chorus:I,ve been living under the grey skies,
Of the Pacific Northwest,
I got people hounding me for money,
And they won,t let me rest,
But another hour on this dusty road
And you know the I,ll be there,
And I,ll be riding in on a wing and a prayer,
Had to disconnect my telephone,
Had to stop those harassing calls,
Because those bill collectors,
Were driving my up the wall,
Now I don,t have much money,
Gotta survive on what I have,
I know that Vegas is a den of thieves,
And that scares me really bad,(Repeat chorus)
You know I,ve been trying so long
To escape this living hell,
Because there,s way too many people
Who want to see me in a prison cell,
But when I get to Vegas,
All my sins will be forgiven,
I,ll brush your cheeks, I,ll kiss your lips,
Then we,ll get on with this thing called living,
So come on pretty baby,
Won,t you meet me at the MGM Grand
We,ll hop into my little red Corvette,
And drive away to the promised land,
We,ll drive across the great divide,
So far we,ll never be found,
And if the taxman tries to find me,
We,ll run away and hide underground(Repeat Chorus
Just a few more miles to Vegas
And I,ve been driving all night
But Lord, I,d drive a million miles
Just to see those neon lights
I,ve been dodging the bill collectors,
And I,ve been dodging the taxman too,
But I,m gonna do what ever it takes,
Just to get back to you,
Chorus:I,ve been living under the grey skies,
Of the Pacific Northwest,
I got people hounding me for money,
And they won,t let me rest,
But another hour on this dusty road
And you know the I,ll be there,
And I,ll be riding in on a wing and a prayer,
Had to disconnect my telephone,
Had to stop those harassing calls,
Because those bill collectors,
Were driving my up the wall,
Now I don,t have much money,
Gotta survive on what I have,
I know that Vegas is a den of thieves,
And that scares me really bad,(Repeat chorus)
You know I,ve been trying so long
To escape this living hell,
Because there,s way too many people
Who want to see me in a prison cell,
But when I get to Vegas,
All my sins will be forgiven,
I,ll brush your cheeks, I,ll kiss your lips,
Then we,ll get on with this thing called living,
So come on pretty baby,
Won,t you meet me at the MGM Grand
We,ll hop into my little red Corvette,
And drive away to the promised land,
We,ll drive across the great divide,
So far we,ll never be found,
And if the taxman tries to find me,
We,ll run away and hide underground(Repeat Chorus
