Reno Bruce Springsteen

[Verse 1]
She took off her stockings
I held them to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace

[Verse 2]
"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass," she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt
Pulled back her hair and sat in front of me on the bed

[Verse 3]
She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below

[Verse 4]
I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes

[Verse 5]
Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air