Incident on 57th Street Bruce Springsteen
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[Verse 1]
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick
But dressed just like dynamite
He tried selling his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
But they sighed, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy
And you know hearts these days are cheap"
[Verse 2]
And the pimps swung their axes and said
"Johnny, you're a cheater"
Well, the pimps swung their axes and said
"Johnny, you're a liar"
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice
Said, "Johnny, don't cry"
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name
I want to drive you down to the other side of town
Where paradise ain't so crowded
There'll be action going down on Shanty Lane tonight
All them golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch fight
Pull .38s and kiss the girls good night
[Chorus 1]
Oh good night, it's alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick
But dressed just like dynamite
He tried selling his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street
But they sighed, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy
And you know hearts these days are cheap"
[Verse 2]
And the pimps swung their axes and said
"Johnny, you're a cheater"
Well, the pimps swung their axes and said
"Johnny, you're a liar"
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice
Said, "Johnny, don't cry"
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name
I want to drive you down to the other side of town
Where paradise ain't so crowded
There'll be action going down on Shanty Lane tonight
All them golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch fight
Pull .38s and kiss the girls good night
[Chorus 1]
Oh good night, it's alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe
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