I long for Andalucia(1)
As I dance, holding a rose in my mouth
Tonight, I shall rendezvous at the subway station
With Carmen of the underground bar
I change into a dark suit
And matched(2) a Borsalino hat with it
When I was putting on my most stylish shoes
I was interrupted by the telephone
On the other end of the receiver is my boss
My boss, whose voice quivers
A terrible thing has happened
That damn(3) Tony screwed up
The one who did it is called Stagger Lee(4)
We’ll settle it at the harbor tonight
The closed off wharf
Warehouse #3. 8:30.
*Somebody tell her
She's waiting at the end of the platform
I may be a little late
But I’ll surely come, so just wait there for me
I take out the Colt that I have hidden
In the safe behind a picture frame
The reason my hands are shaking
Isn’t because I have anything to fear
This Colt is my passport
My black, stiff passport
I’ll point it to Stagger Lee’s head
And shoot him dead
When I arrive at the harbor by taxi
The boss and his men have turned pale
As soon as I notice something is wrong
We were already surrounded
From the darkness, like derisive scorn
Machineguns fired
My Borsalino was tossed into the air
As I kissed the concrete
*Somebody tell her
She's waiting at the end of the platform
I may be a little late
But I’ll surely come, so just wait there for me
With lightning speed
Intense pain courses through my body
This outcast’s red blood
Will dye the empty world
In my fading senses
I danced with Carmen
Andalucia’s blue skies
I can hear Granada’s songs
*Somebody tell her
She's waiting at the end of the platform
I may be a little late
But I’ll surely come, so just wait there for me
But I’ll surely come, so just wait there for me
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