3am Spanish

An all night flight
And I land in Spain
Then I took a bus then I took a train
Got down South
And I met this man
Mario, with a guitar in his hand
He don't like music
From U.S.
Filed his nails
Practiced scales
Metronome plays all night and day
Then go out for tea in a flamenco cave

But go
Where it's always night
Where it's always night
Yeah coke and rum
Rooftop slums
Timpani pipes and gypsy drums
Traded my cash and dropped my class
Rent out a piano behind stained glass

And go
Where it's always night
In green laser light
Down on narrow streets
They say they're selling hash
But they're not selling that
Just making grabs
Robbery yeah they're selling that fast
The old folks say that their safer days were the fascist ones
Yeah but I don't know

Well I got the money but the money got me
It was all the same in Spain
You loved me but you still lost me
Treating me such a way-ay-ay
I make no money but the money made me
It was all the same in Spain
I bought the drugs and the drugs bought me
There's just no running away-ay-ay

Discotheques don't start till 3
So I met Swedish Edith in the Albicine
She said I was such an age to be so green
And loves no fun
I said what do you mean
She was new to me but not new to herself
And getting real bored with the things she felt
She said this music sucks
I'm down on my luck
I can't get no sleep
When they unload the trucks
On Monday
Tuesday
Friday
Yeah 3 o'clock rolled around
So we went downtown
To the Star where they only play the Velvet Underground
I walked in and I just hit the ceiling
Everyone here's in love with the feeling

Go
Live a life a night
One life a night
And so
I know the motto goes
I know one when I see it

I got the money but the money got me
It was all the same in Spain
You loved me but you still lost me
Treating me such a way-ay-ay
I make no money but the money made me
It was all the same in Spain
I bought the drugs and the drugs bought me
There's just no running away

Messed up my life
Cause the time was right
It was so much fun
I was a clean cut child
But the high cops
Knew my day would come
Oh Edith please
Don't convince me
I already see
Let's blow my life
Cause the time is right
It'll be so much fun

I wouldn't go home
With a 29 year old
Ex patriot from
America's South
In light of her background
As queen of the designer crowds
Must have been the only time
She got turned down
Ha

I got the money but the money got me
It was all the same in Spain
You loved me but you still lost me
Treating me such a way-ay-ay
I make no money but the money made me
It was all the same in Spain
I bought the drugs and the drugs bought me
There's just no running away

I messed up my life
Cause the time was right
It was so much fun
I was a clean cut child
But the high cops
Knew my day would come
Oh Edith please
Don't convince me
I already see
Let's blow my life
Cause the time is right
It'll be so much fun
Cause the time is right
It'll be so much fun
I was a clean cut child
But the high cops
Knew my day would come
Oh Edith please
Don't convince me
I already



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Writer(s): Benjamin Grubin
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