Alba s touto skladbou:
Thursday,
Who'll ever win?
Gee, you're just so ephemeral
Go back for new
For new in vain, it failed
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
He's a hustler
It's a role, he'll never make a suit
Hang on to this
So stay and spin and fail and fail
Who'll ever win?
Gee, you're just so ephemeral
Go back for new
For new in vain, it failed
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
The chill must itch in my soul
That's like any old playing card
It must be why I'm thinking of Las Vegas
It's why it's more brighter than the sun is to me
Furthermore, let's blast it off
I'm dizzy so I go, another bit it off
Come fantasy, for a carnival
I'm empty before our(a?) wedding
Singing on the famous street
I want to love me
Am I just in heaven or Las Vegas
It's so much more brighter than the sun is to me
The chill must itch in my soul
That's like any old playing card
It must be why I'm thinking of Las Vegas
It's why it's more brighter than the sun is to me
Maybe there, while you was rail
I'll go in and seize your heart and be personal
I suspect I'm singing to you a tune
And still you find the beat and sing it to you soon
