The Part You Throw Away
You dance real slowYou wreck it downYou walk away, then youTurn around
What did that old blondeGal say?That is the part...You throw away
I want that beggar's eyesA winning horseA tidy Mexican divorce
St. Mary's prayersHoudini's HandsAnd a Barman who alwaysUnderstands
Will you loose the flowersHold on to the vaseWill you wipe all those teardropsAway from your faceI can't help thinkingAs I close the doorI have done all of thisMany times before
The bone must goThe wish can stayThe kiss don't knowWhat the lips will say
Forget I've hurt youPut stones in your bedAnd remember to neverMind instead
With all of your lettersBurned up in the fireTime is just memoryMixed in with DesireThat's not the roadIt is only the map...I sayGone just like matchesFrom a closed down cabaret
In a portuguese saloonA fly is a circling aroundThe roomYou'll soon forgetThe une that you playFor that is the partYou throw awayAh, that is the partYou throw away