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Bruce Springsteen - Текст песни Incident On 57th Street
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night 
With bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite 
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street 
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap" 
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater" 
And 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" 
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 and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight 
All the golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight 
Pull .38's and kiss their girls goodnight 
Goodnight, 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 
Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh, she looked so fine 
Like a late Juliet, she knew she'd never be true but then, she really didn't mind 
Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home 
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone" 
And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down, the cops have found the vein" 
Them barefoot boys left their homes for the woods Bruce Springsteen - Incident On 57th Street - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bruce-springsteen/incident-on-57th-street-lyrics.html
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Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no good 
They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye 
Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape, watchin' the kids playin' down the street 
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long, but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore" 
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat 
Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on 
And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone 
Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on 
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight 
Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the window 
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?" 
And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight, Jane 
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane 
We may find it out on the street tonight, now, baby 
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe" 
Goodnight, it's alright, Jane 
I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane 
We can find it out on the street tonight, now, baby 
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe














