Lyrics to 'Incident On 57th Street' by Bruce Springsteen. Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night / With bruised arms and broken rhythm and a. TEGARANTEECOM DRIVER INCIDENT REPORTING KIT Being involved in an incident or collision can be emotional and stressful You can’t turn back the clock. You must accept and deal with the situation but remember, everything you. Bruce Springsteen - Incident On 5. Street Lyrics. 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. And 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 and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight. All the golden- heeled fairies in a real bitch- fight. Pull thirty- eight's and kiss their girls goodnight. Oh, goodnight, it's alright, Jane. String Cheese Incident 2007-06-15 Bonnaroo Set 1 Disc 1 01.Intro 02.Outside Inside 03.Rollover 04.Cant Stop Now 05.Yo Se 06.Sometimes a River 07.Rain 08.Jellyfish Disc 2 01.Just One Story (end 1st set) 02.crowd (2nd set) 03.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 she'd never be true but then, she really didn't 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. Oh, them barefoot 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 all of 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 (those romantic young boys), all they ever want to do is fight. Those romantic young boys (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, goodnight, it's all tight, Jane. I'll meet you tomorrow night on lover's lane. We may find it out on the street tonight, now, baby. Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe. Oh, goodnight, it's alright, Jane. I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on lover's lane. Oh, we can find it out on the street tonight, baby. Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe. Ah, goodnight, it's alright, Jane. I'll meet you tomorrow night on lover's lane. Oh, we may find it out on the street tonight, baby. Or we may have to walk until the daylight, maybe (goodnight it's alright, Jane)(Goodnight, it's alright, Jane)(Goodnight, it's alright, Jane)(Goodnight, it's alright, Jane).
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