Incident on 57th Steet Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen

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 sighed: "Johnny, it falls apart so easy
And you know hearts these days are cheap"

And the pimps swung their axes
Said: "Johnny, you're a cheater"
And the pimps swung their axes
And said: "Johnny, you′re a liar"
And from out of the shadows
Came a young girl's voice
(Johnny)
Said: "Johnny, don't cry"


And Johnny sighed: "Puerto Rican Jane
Oh, won′t you tell me what′s your name?"
"I wanna ride 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 them golden heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight
Pull 38′s and kiss the girls goodnight"

And Johnny sighed: "Goodnight, it's all right, Jane"
"Ah, let the black boys in, to light the soul flame
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk ′til the morning light, maybe"

Well, like a cool Romeo he made his move and she looked so fine
And like a late Juliet she knew he'd never be true
She did not really mind
Upstairs, the band was playing
And the singer was singing something about going home
She whispered: "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight
But just don't leave me alone"

And Johnny sighed: "Puerto Rican Jane
Word is down, the cops have found the vein"
Them little barefoot boys left their homes for the woods
Them barefoot street boys, they say homes ain′t no good
They left the corners and they threw away all of their switchblade knives
And kissed each other goodbye


Johnny sat on the fire escape
Watching the kids playin′ down on the street
And he called down: "Hey, little heroes
Summer's long
But I guess it ain′t so sweet around here anymore"
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat
Johnny sits up all night and watches her dreamin' on
And her sister breaks down in the chapel late at night
After everybody′s gone
Janey wakes up, moves over to share her pillow
Sees Johnny up and out of bed, puttin' his clothes on
And she says: "Them romantic young boys
All they ever wanna do is fight"
Them romantic young boys
They call in the window: "Hey, Johnny
Why don′t you come on out and make a little easy money tonight?"

And Johnny sighed: "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 ′til the mornight light, maybe"

"Well, 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 ′til the morning light, maybe"

"Well, 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 'til the morning light, maybe"

Say it!
"Goodnight, it′s all right, Jane
Goodnight, it′s all right, Jane
Goodnight, it's all right, Jane
Goodnight, it′s all right, Jane"