Incident on 57th Street - Bruce Springsteen

Written by：Bruce Springsteen

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 easy

And you know hearts these days are cheap

And the pimps swung their axes and said

Johnny you're a cheater

Well the pimps swung their axes and said

Johnny you're a liar

And from out of the shadows cam e a young girls 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 b**ch-fight pull thirty-eights

And kiss their girls goodnight

Goodnight its 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 shed never be true

But then she really didnt 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 bare foot 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

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 summers 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 everyones 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 theyre callin through the window

Hey spanish johnny you want to make a little easy money tonight

And johnny whispered goodnight its all tight jane

Ill meet you tomorrow night on lovers lane

We may find it out on the street tonight now baby

Or we may walk until the daylight baby

Goodnight its alright jane

I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on lovers lane

We can find it out on the street tonight baby

Or we may walk until its daylight maybe