Well I just can't explain

The despair that I feel

As the wheel goes round, and round, round

Now I must return to the city of steel

Put my feet on the ground, the ground, ground



In Las Vegas there are no clocks

The time goes slow, so slow

My future's mapped out in the cards

And I feel so low, so low



Chorus:

Now we're in the season

Of love and goodwill

But the wheel still goes round, and round, round

But there's love in my heart (love in my heart)

Goodwill in my soul (goodwill in my soul)

I'm here on my own

There's nothing so lonely

As Christmas in Vegas (Christmas in Vegas)



The lights of Las Vegas

Hold no magic for me

No real substitute

For the lights on a tree

One day I'll return

To the city of steel

For roulette and blackjack

And a the spin of the wheel

At the table I've seen men's fortunes

Come and go and go

I've seen my future in the cards

And I feel so low, so low



Repeat chorus



I'm here on my own

So please won't you phone me

This Christmas in Vegas



I'm so lonely, this Christmas in Vegas

Please won't you phone me, this Christmas in Vegas

I'm so lonely, won't you phone me

Now I need you, this Christmas in Vegas

Why don't you phone me

Wouldn't it be nice if we both have thrown different dice