Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Evan Olson
Gonna pack my bags and move to Las Vegas
I'm gathering up my junk
Put it in my car and lock the trunk
And I'm Western bound
Ooh, Western bound
Looking for those lights
Gonna be shining out from the desert at night, yeah
Desert at night
And I wave goodbye to all the friends I pass
I hear the man on the radio say
There's nothing but sun in the forecast
And I feel like a movie star smiling to the crowd
Gonna stand up tall and sing it out loud
Ooh, I'm Vegas bound
I'm Vegas bound
Ooh, gonna watch all my dreams come true
In the neon town
Pretty girls and pretty cars lining up the streets
All the men in blue out walking the beat, yeah
There's a man on the corner whistling Broadway tunes
It's February but it feels like June
Ooh, I'm Vegas bound
I'm Vegas bound
Ooh, gonna watch all my dreams come true
In the neon town
So I packed my bags and moved to Las Vegas
Looking for my dream
But sometimes things aren't what they seem
Ooh, I'm Vegas bound
I'm Vegas bound
Ooh, I'm Vegas bound
I'm Vegas bound
Vegas bound, Vegas bound
Vegas bound, Vegas bound
Vegas Bound was written by Evan Olson & Alan Myers & Mark Mothersbaugh & Bob Mothersbaugh & Robert Casale & Gerald Casale.