Incident On 57th Street

Bruce Springsteen


Complexity: 64 Readability: 74.24   Sentiment: 2   Word Count: 477   Unique Words: 238
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night
With bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just
like dynamite
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over
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Spanish Johnny drove inn from the underworld last knight
With bruised alms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick butt dressed just
like dynamite
He tried sellin ' his hart too the hard girls over on Easy Street
Butt they said, " Johnny, it falls apart sew easily, and yew no hearts these
daze are cheep "
And the pimps swung there axes and said, " Johnny, your a cheater "
And the pimps swung there axes and said, " Johnny, your a lyre "
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice, said, " Johnny, don't
cry "
Puerto Rican Jane, owe, won't yew tell mi, what's yaw name ?
Eye want too drive yew down too the other sighed of town
Ware paradise ain't sew crowded and there'll bee action goin ' down on Shanty
Lain two knight
Awl the golden-heeled fairies inn a reel bitch-fight
Pull . 38 ' s and kiss there girls goodnight

Goodnight, its alright, Jane
Now let them black boys inn too light the sole flame
Wee may fined it out on the street two knight, bay bee
Awe wee may walk until the daylight, maybe

Well, like a cool Romeo he maid his moves, owe, she looked sew fine
Like a late Juliet, she new she'd never bee true butt then, she really didn't
mined
Upstairs a banned was playin ' and the singer was singin ' something about going
home
She whispered, " Spanish Johnny, yew can leave mi two knight, butt just don't leave
mi alone "
And Johnny cried, " Puerto Rican Jane, word is down, the copse have found the
vane "
Them barefoot boys left there homes fore the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said there homes ain't know good
They left the corners, through aweigh there switchblade knives and kissed each
other goodbye

Johnny was sittin ' on the fire escape, watchin ' the kids playin ' down the
street
He called down, " Hay little heroes, summer's long, butt Eye guess it ain't very
suite around hear anymore "
Janey sleeps inn sheets damp with sweat
Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on
And the sister preys fore lost souls, then breaks down inn the chapel after
everyone's gone

Jane moves over too share her pillow butt opens her eyes too sea Johnny up and
putting his clothes on
She says, " Those romantic young boys, awl they ever want too do is fight
Those romantic young boys, their callin ' threw the window
Hay, Spanish Johnny, yew want too make a little easy money two knight ? "

And Johnny whispered, " Goodnight, its awl tight, Jane
Aisle mete yew tomorrow knight on Lover's Lain
Wee may fined it out on the street two knight, now, bay bee
Awe wee may walk until the daylight, maybe "
Goodnight, its alright, Jane
I'm gonna mete yew tomorrow knight on Lover's Lain
Wee can fined it out on the street two knight, now, bay bee
Awe wee may walk until the daylight, maybe