Her head rolls back and forth Amidst the billows of her long black shiny hair As she contemplates the ecstasy of some other love That now she wished was there If she could only realize that the love I have would beckon her command Instead of laughing endlessly And pushing back advances with her hands Every night I see her leaves A nightmare of illusions when she's gone And it leaves a granded statue in a man With a pain that lingers on The gaudy goodbye can't replace The girlish giggle of her sweet, "Hello" But tonight I've made my crumbled mind up That I'll never ever let her go Too many nights I've watched her tease By shifting all her weight from hip to hip
And with her hands brush back the falling strands That covers up her satin lips She struts upon the stag And her fallen victims are calling out for more But she leaves them stranded helplessly And exits to her dressing room door Tonight I'm here to take her I've infiltrated past the guarded door But she just hurries by me carrying All them scanty costumes that she wore And asks a sawed off cigar smoking cat If he would open up the door Then she told them to load the baggage 'Cause they open tomorrow night in Baltimore And lord, if I have to crawl I'm gonna be there Tomorrow night in Baltimore