Robert Palmer Follow

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