Boy, say what you doing
You've taken the last train home again
There's something brewing
Your eyes are on fire and your face has got that glow
Oh no, there's nothing doing
The streets are so bare find no feeling there
It's gone to ruin
When even Monday's midnight movie seems unreal
But it's the silveriest screen I ever
Come across or seen and I never
Have to slip away and dream just to feel I'm there
Anything you want to know they'll tell you
Anywhere you want to go and they'll sell you
Something that will take you there, it's as well you
Get up and go, come on down to Acapulco fair
I remember Rio's, the night that they burned it
Tore the old place down
Remember Rio's
The way the people came and cried to see an old friend go
Do you recall the Roxy
The rainy day weekend afternoons in style?
Recall the Roxy
Whatever happened to Caruso's smile?
I want to meet you there at midnight
Caress / Kiss your raven hair in the starlight
There's everything to share right before your eyes
They'll seem to steal your soul then blow it
You'll seem to lose control and not know it
They'll make it all unfold before you
Dandy on the wagon, hand me down a flagon of wine
No one else could, no one else would show me where the Bossanova Bootboys shine
I said, no one else would treat me so fine
No one else knows, no one else goes with me to the Mississippi Minstrel show
I said, no one else would treat me so fine
Dandy on the wagon, hand me down a flagon of wine
Down at Alcapulco Fair