Peggy Lee - Tango lyrics

Oh the tango is done with a thin black moustache, A wide scarlet sash, black boots and a whip Or the tango is done with seafaring trash, Callous and brash, fresh off the ship Or the tango is done as a dangerous dance, A treacherous step and if one should trip The frail body breaks with a snap and a twist, And a gold watch slips onto a thick tattooed wrist And a gray merchant ship turns black in the sun, as it heaves to the East when the tango is done. bu*terflies mounted on fields of black velvet Neatly arranged in gleaming gla** trays One-eyed Etruscans play follow-the-leader Forever around the edge of the vase The phonograph's playing an old broken record A tango and over and over it plays Over it plays Over it plays A medieval tapestry hangs like a warning, A needlepoint forest of dark green and brown. The scene is the hunt, you will notice the hunter. He takes careful aim as your eye travels down, And finally rests upon the real victim, Lying quite still in a silk dressing gown. Lying quite still at the edge of the carpet. One arm flung out for the peaco*ks to peck. Blending in well with the blue and green background Except for the bright scarlet sash round the neck He was a collector of beautiful strangers And life was a party right up to the end The door always opened to love and loves dangers Though dead, a lover, a stranger, a friend bu*terflies mounted on fields of black velvet Neatly arranged in gleaming gla** trays One-eyed Etruscans play follow-the-leader Forever around the edge of the vase The phonograph's playing an old broken record A tango and over and over it plays Over it plays