Summers in Vegas

Pour your wine in a red cup I saw you hide it under the register The desert strip is no place for a kid Summers in Vegas were boring My lucky days were when you would take me To your pizza place in the morning, oh Pay me in fresh dough and Mexican Coke Or take me home You don't say you love me, ooh Do you think about me? You don't say you love me (You don't say you love me) Do I make you happy? Staring down at the blue dots Why do all the houses look the same? Cold cigarettes and money slots Rolling the dice won't take your spot Summers in Vegas were boring My lucky days were when you would take me To your pizza place in the morning Pay me in fresh dough or Mexican Coke Or take me home You don't say you love me Do you think about me? You don't say you love me (You don't say you love me) Do I make you happy? You don't say you love me (You don't say you love me) Do you think about me? (Do you think about me?) You don't say you love me (You don't say you love me) Do I make you happy? Summers in Vegas All those Summers in Vegas Summers in Vegas