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Hot women, cold ice
Get your ticket for the Midnight to Vice
The war is over, but the party's begun
You wanting something? Come and get you some

Here she comes
Towin' down the line
Buckle up, 'cause it's a wild ride
Take off your shoes and let your hair hang down
We gonna be here for a while now

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Run from your troubles, drink away all your woes
We all know how this story goes
I've seen it happen more than twice
Take my advice, every vice has a price

One-way ticket, no refunds
Russian roulette with a loaded gun
You'll lose your teeth and you'll pull out your hair
Realize that you ain't goin' nowhere

Hard liquor, hot dice
Last call for the Midnight to Vice
You've bought your ticket and you've paid your fare
You and your demon make a lovely pair

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So take my advice, every vice has its price