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(lowell george)
One two
Well the night that I got into town
Was the night that the rain froze on the ground
Comin’ down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune
Comin’ from the place they called the spanish moon
Well I stepped inside, and I stood by the door
While dark-eyed girls sang and played the guitar
Hookers and hustlers, filled up the room
This was the place they called the spanish moon
Whiskey and bad cocaine
Got me on ? ? train
If that don’t kill me soon
The women will down at the spanish moon
Well I sold my watch and I pawned my ring
Just to hear that girl sing
’bout the news my whole ? ? rose soon
’bout the news down at the spanish moon
Whiskey and bad cocaine
Got me on ? ? train
If that don’t kill me soon the women will down at the spanish moon
Oh oh give it
What if I said, can you get to the end it’s a ? ? situation
If that don’t kill me soon
The women will down at the spanish moon
Oh oh, give it to me please, whoa
Well I stepped inside, and I stood by the door
A dark-eyed girl sang and played the guitar
Hookers and hustlers, filled up the room
This was the place they called the spanish moon
Whiskey and bad cocaine
Got me on ? ? train
If that don’t kill me soon
The women will down at the spanish moon
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Lyrics: Robert Palmer
