well ya play that tarantella/
all the hounds they start to roar/
the boys all go to hell/
and then the cubans hit the floor/
they drive along the pipeline/
they tango till they're sore/
they take apart their nightmares/
then they leave 'em by the door.



let me fall out of the window/
with confetti in my hair/
deal out jacks or better/
on a blanket by the stairs/
i'll tell you all my secrets/
but I lie about my past/
so send me off to bed forever more.


make sure they play my theme song/
i guess daisies will have to do/ 
just get me to new orleans/
and paint shadows on the pews/
turn the spit on that pig/
kick the drum and let me down/
put my clarinet beneath your bed/
till I get back in town.


let me fall out of the window/ 
with confetti in my hair/
deal out jacks or better/
on a blanket by the stairs/
i'll tell you all my secrets/
but I lie about my past/
so send me off to bed forever more.


just make sure she's all in calico/
and the color of a doll/
wave the flag on cadillac day/
and a skillet on the wall/
cut me a switch or hold your breath/
till the sun goes down/
write my name on the hood/
send me off to another town.


and just let me fall out of the window/
with confetti in my hair/
deal out jacks or better/
on a blanket by the stairs/
i'll tell you all my secrets/
but I lie about my past/
so send me off to bed forever more.


...fall out of the window/
with confetti in my hair/
deal out jacks or better/
on a blanket by the stairs/
i'll tell you all my secrets/
but I lie about my past/
so send me off to bed forever more.


     --Tom Waits













 
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