Marie lives on Miracle Row

She tells fortunes, you know

at a dollar a throw

Every pimp and every gigolo

has made love in the afternoon

to the lady by the windowsill



Five healthy children

and a home of your own

Back on Miracle Row

they all follow the show

Soap opera in the afternoon



And the old ladies swear at the sun 

like a sauna

on the tenement tair

all the boys play the conga

there's a chill in the air

and yes

they're gonna break out of here



Tv in the summer heat

Talk show hard to beat

'till she hits the street

Rippiing pavementunderneath her heels

with the poetry of motion in chains

and the lady by the window pane



Five healthy children and a home of you own

Back on Miracle Row

they all follow the show

Love interest in the afternoon



and the old men swoon

and the sun gets hotter

someone mumbles a tune

and the young men spot her

running up to the room

and yes

they tgotta get out of here soon



five healthy children

and a home of your own

Back on Miracle Row

they all count on the show

Soap opera in the afternoon

the old ladies swear

at the boys pklaying conga

on the tenement stair

and the sun is like a sauna

ther's a chill in the air

and yes

they're gonna break out of here



Oh Maria

Your eyes are like a demon lover's child

and lips of velvet issue invitation

every time you smile

you sucked me in, I must admit

that I was waiting for a sign

won't you leave me on the corner

by the light?

because I'm steppng out tonight



Oh Maria

I envy any man who knows your name

though once I knwe you well

I'm not ashamed to be the one

who drags you down

your life is like a movie

like a story pasted up on subway walls

Won't you leave me something sacred

when you fall?

unless there's nothing left at all



Your llips are like a faded Spanish rose

ande every movement strikes a pose

on every technicolor close

And other women show their teeth

and schoolboy husbands beg relief

and empty lovers search the street



Maria,

convince me in th night you know the way

though every lover brings another

screaming to the light of day

Won't you leave me by the lamp post?

In the haze of your parfume

night fades away

Won't you leave me by the lamp post?

In the haze of your perfume

night fades away