Incident on 57th Street (Live at Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale, NY - December 1980)

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 said: "Oh, Johnny, it falls apart to easy
And you know their hearts these days are cheap"

And then the pimps swung their axes and said: "Johnny you're a cheater"
And then 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"

And Johnny sighed: "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 the barefoot boys in a real street fight
And pull 38's and they kiss the girls goodnight

Oh goodnight, it's all right, Jane
Now let the black boys in to light the soul flame
Well, we may find it out on the street, tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the morning light, maybe

Well like a cool Romeo he made his moves, she looked so fine
And like a late Juliet she knew he'd never be true, she didn't really mind
Upstairs a band was playin'
And the singer was singin' something about goin' home
She sighed: "Oh, Johnny, you can leave me tonight
But just don't leave me alone"

And Johnny cried: "Puerto Rican Jane
Well, word is down and the cops have found the vein"
Oh, all them barefoot boys they left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys they say homes ain't no good
They left the corners
And then threw away all their switchblade knives
And they kissed each other goodbye

Johnny sat on the fire escape
Watchin' the kids playin' down the street
And he called down: "Hey little heroes, summer's long
But I guess it ain't so sweet around here anymore"
Now, Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat
Johnny sits up at night and watches her dream on
And the sister breaks down in the chapel
After everybody's gone
Janey moves over to share her pillow
She sees Johnny up and out of bed
Puttin' his clothes on
And she sighes: "That romantic young boys (that romantic young boys)
All they ever want to do is fight"
That romantic young boys (that romantic young boys)
They shout through the window
"Hey Johnny, want you come on out and make a little easy money tonight?"

And Johnny sighes: "Goodnight, it's all right, Jane
I swear 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 morning light, maybe"

And Johnny sighes: "Goodnight, it's all right, Jane
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane
Well we may find it out on the street, tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the morning light, maybe"

Goodnight, it's all right, Jane
I swear 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 morning light, babe