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 selling his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street

But they said, Johnny, it falls apart so easy, 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 wanna drive you down to the other side of town

Where paradise ain't so crowded

And 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 goodnight

Oh goodnight, it's all right 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 didn't really mind

Upstairs a band was playing and the singer was singing 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

Oh, them barefoot boys left their homes for the woods

Them little barefoot street boys

They said their homes ain't no good

They left the corners, threw away all of their switchblade knives

And kissed each other goodbye

Johnny was sitting on the fire escape, watching the kids playing 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 (Those romantic young boys) All they want to do is fight

Those romantic young boys (Those romantic young boys) They're calling 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

Oh, goodnight, it's all right, Jane

I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on lover's lane

Oh we can find it out on the street tonight baby

Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe

Ah goodnight, it's all right, Jane

I'll meet you tomorrow night on lover's lane

Oh we may find it out on the street tonight baby

Or we may have to walk until the daylight, maybe

Goodnight , it's alright, Jane

Goodnight, it's alright, Jane

Oh it's alright, Jane