Incident On 57th Street Lyrics
| Song | Incident On 57th Street |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | The Wild, The Innocent And The E Street Shuffle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen | |
| Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night | |
| With bruised arms and broken rhythm in 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 sighed '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 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 want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain't so crowded, there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight | |
| All them golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch fight | |
| Pull .38s and kiss the girls good night | |
| Oh good night, it's 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 he'd never be true but then she really didn't mind | |
| Upstairs a band was playin', the singer was singin' something about goin' 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 say homes ain't no good | |
| They left the corners, threw away all their switchblade knives and kissed each other good-bye | |
| Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' 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 | |
| All they ever want to do is fight' | |
| Those romantic young boys | |
| They're callin' through the window | |
| 'Hey Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?' | |
| And Johnny whispered: | |
| Good night, it's all tight Jane | |
| I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane | |
| We may find it out on the street tonight baby | |
| Or we may walk until the daylight maybe |
| zuo ci : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night | |
| With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beatup old Buick | |
| But dressed just like dynamite | |
| He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street | |
| But they sighed ' 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 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 want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain' t so crowded, there' ll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight | |
| All them goldenheeled fairies in a real bitch fight | |
| Pull . 38s and kiss the girls good night | |
| Oh good night, it' s 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 he' d never be true but then she really didn' t mind | |
| Upstairs a band was playin', the singer was singin' something about goin' 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 say homes ain' t no good | |
| They left the corners, threw away all 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, 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 | |
| All they ever want to do is fight' | |
| Those romantic young boys | |
| They' re callin' through the window | |
| ' Hey Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?' | |
| And Johnny whispered: | |
| Good night, it' s all tight Jane | |
| I' ll meet you tomorrow night on Lover' s Lane | |
| We may find it out on the street tonight baby | |
| Or we may walk until the daylight maybe |
| zuò cí : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night | |
| With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beatup old Buick | |
| But dressed just like dynamite | |
| He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street | |
| But they sighed ' 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 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 want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain' t so crowded, there' ll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight | |
| All them goldenheeled fairies in a real bitch fight | |
| Pull . 38s and kiss the girls good night | |
| Oh good night, it' s 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 he' d never be true but then she really didn' t mind | |
| Upstairs a band was playin', the singer was singin' something about goin' 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 say homes ain' t no good | |
| They left the corners, threw away all 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, 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 | |
| All they ever want to do is fight' | |
| Those romantic young boys | |
| They' re callin' through the window | |
| ' Hey Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?' | |
| And Johnny whispered: | |
| Good night, it' s all tight Jane | |
| I' ll meet you tomorrow night on Lover' s Lane | |
| We may find it out on the street tonight baby | |
| Or we may walk until the daylight maybe |
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