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Incident on 57th Street - Bruce Springsteen



Intro:



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                                                                      Spanish





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Johnny drove in from the underworld last night with bruised arms and

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broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite,

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He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street,

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But they sigh, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap."

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And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater."

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Well, the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar."

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And from out of the shadows cam e a young girl's voice, said: "Johnny don't cry."

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Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name.

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I want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain't so

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crowded and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight

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All the golden heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight pull thirty-eights 

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And kiss their girls goodnight.





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Goodnight, it's alright, Jane

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Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame,

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We may find it out on the street tonight, baby,

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Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe.





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Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked so fine

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Like a late Juliet she knew she'd never be true but then she didn’t really mind

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Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home,

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She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone."

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And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down the cops have found the vein."

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Them bare foot boys left their homes for the woods



Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no good,

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They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye.





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Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' down the street,

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He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore,

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Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on,

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And the sister prays for lost souls then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone.





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Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and puttin' his clothes on,

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She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight,

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Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the window:

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Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?"

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And Johnny whispered, 



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"Goodnight, it's all tight Jane,

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I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane

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We may find it out on the street tonight baby

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Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe."....repeat to fade out





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