Mary was just a little runaway girl Leaving her home, her boring world Searching for the kicks that she never had Take her last money for the greyhound express And there was nothing left to say, but Goodbye Mary, I wish you the best She always believed into the American dream Wanna live like, a celebrity And her cute little ass On the cover of the playboy magazine One day she was gone without a trace They said a knee-jerk reaction in a purple haze But that's not true She had enough of this narrow-minded place And there was nothing left to say I hope finally you find your home base And if you are out there and you hear that song Just give me a call and tell me what's going on And If you are out there and you hear that song Just give me a call and tell me what's going on What went wrong Oh yeah Welcome to sin city Is this the place where you want to be Oh welcome to sin city Is this the play where you want (where you want) Ah where you want, you want to be Oh welcome to sin city Is this the place where you want to be Oh welcome to sin city Is this the play where you feel (where you feel) Oh where you feel, you feel, free