Well it's three o'clock in the morning, phone's a-ringing off the wall.
It's been months since you left, funny that you called.
I know you're needing something, your money's running low.
Nobody calls from Vegas, just to say hello.
Oh I am tired holding on this phone, listening to your lies,
I am just about to lose control. This is my last goodbye,
The next sound that you'll hear is going to be me lettin you go.
Nobody calls from Vegas, just to say hello.
Oh, money don't grow on trees
You can't reap what you don't sow.
I may be crazy but I ain't stupid and I know
Nobody calls from Vegas, just to say hello.
Oh I want to believe you, when I pick up the phone.
You said you called just to see what is going on.
That casino in the background tells me, buddy don't you know.
Nobody calls from Vegas, just to say hello.
Oh, money don't grow on trees
You can't reap what you don't sow.
I may be crazy but I ain't stupid and I know.
Nobody calls from Vegas, just to say hello.
Nobody calls from Vegas just to say hello.
Writer(s): Hank Cochran, Steve Gosdin
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