Bubba In Vegas
By That Beach Sound Cartel
[Verse 1]
Loaded up the conversion van
In Sedona after dark,
Coolers full of beer,
Couple cartons of Marlboros,
And a deck of poker cards.
Had six of my buddies,
Headed west on I-40,
Four hours from the red rocks
To the bright lights and the glory.
My buddy Bubba in the passenger seat
Already feelin’ no pain,
By Kingman he was leanin’ out the window
Feedin’ whiskey to the desert plain.
[Chorus]
Bubba in Vegas…
Lord, what could go wrong?
We hadn’t even reached the city
And he was already gone.
Bubba in Vegas…
The trip had just begun,
And none of us had any clue
What the night was gonna become.
[Verse 2]
Pulled into the casino,
Valet took the van,
I headed for the VIP desk
To check us all in.
Turned around and there was Bubba
Flat out on the marble floor,
Passed out cold in the lobby
Snorin’ like a gas-fed chainsaw.
Bellhop brought a luggage cart,
We loaded him aboard,
Rolled him through the casino
Like oversized freight and more.
[Chorus]
Bubba in Vegas…
Lord, what could go wrong?
Passed out on the lobby floor
Before we’d even checked in.
Bubba in Vegas…
Fourteenth floor bound,
Ridin’ on a luggage cart
Like the king of this whole town.
[Verse 3]
Got him safely to the room,
Laid him down upon a comfy bed,
Five minutes later heard a thump
And everybody turned their heads.
Rolled right off the mattress,
Between the papered wall and bed,
Fit so perfect in that little space
We figured he’d be fine instead.
Looked safe enough to all of us,
Wasn’t goin’ anywhere,
So we grabbed our chips and headed down
And left him right there.
[Bridge]
We left him there…
Wedged between the wall and bed.
We left him there…
Probably should’ve stayed instead.
[Verse 4]
Few hours later at a blackjack table,
Countin’ chips and feelin’ good,
Somethin’ smelled like cheap whiskey
And I knew that smell when I could.
Turned around real slowly,
Thinkin’ maybe I’d gone blind,
There stood Bubba swayin’ gently…
Like he’d never lost a minute of time.
[Final Chorus]
Bubba in Vegas…
Nobody knows how he made it down the hall.
Last time I saw him
He was wedged between the bed and the wall.
Bubba in Vegas…
Lord, here we go again.
Some folks chase good luck,
Some folks chase pretty women,
But somehow, someway…
Bubba always finds us.
[Outro]
Bubba in Vegas…
Bubba in Vegas…
Cheap whiskey…
A luggage cart…
And Bubba in Vegas…
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