You dance real slow You wreck it down Then you walk away you turn around What did that old blonde gal say? That is the part you throw away
I want that beggar's eyes a winning horse A tidy Mexican divorce St. Mary's prayers, Houdini's hands And a barman who always... understands
Will you loose the flowers Hold on to the vase? Will you wipe all those teardrops away from your face? I can't help feeling as I close the door I have done all of this... many times before
But the bone must go The wish can stay The kiss don't know what the lips will say Forget I've hurt you Put stones in our bed And remember to never... mind instead
But all of your letters burned up in the fire And time is just memory mixed with desire That's not the road It is only the map, I say Gone just like matches... from a closed down cabaret
In a Portuguese saloon A fly is circling around the room You'll soon forget the tune that you play Cause that is the part... you throw away Oh that is the part... you throw away