Tango till they're sore -- Tom Waits
Well you play that tarantella all the hounds will start to roarThe boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floorThey drive along the pipeline, they tango 'til they're soreThey take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the doorLet me fall out of the window with confetti in my hairDeal out Jacks or better on a blanket by the stairsI'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my pastAnd send me off to bed forevermore
posted by Ricky at 21:38
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