Maria lives on Miracle Row
She tells fortunes, you know
At a dollar a throw
Every pimp and every gigolo
Has made love in the afternoon
To the lady by the windowsill
Five healthy children
And a home of your own
Back on Miracle Row
They all will follow the show
Soap operas in the afternoon
And the old ladies swear
At the sun like a sauna
On the tenement stair
All the boys play the conga
Theres a chill in the air
And yes, theyre gonna break out of here
TV in the summer heat
Talk show hard to beat
'Til she hits the street
Ripping pavement underneath her heels
With the poetry of motion in chains
And the lady by the windowpane
Five healthy children
And a home of your own
Back on Miracle Row
They all will follow the show
Love interest in the afternoon
And the old man swoon
And the sun gets hotter
Someone mumbles a tune
And the young men spot her
Running up to the room
And yes, they've gotta get out of here soon
Five healthy children
And a home of your own
Back on Miracle Row
They all will count on the show
Soap opera in the afternoon
The old ladies swear
At the boys playing the conga
On the tenement stair
And the sun is like a sauna
Theres a chill in the air
And yes, theyre gonna break out of here
Oh Maria, your eyes are like
A lover's child
And lips of velvet who held an invitation
Every time you smiled
You sucked me in, I must admit
That I was waiting for a sign
Won't you, leave me on the corner by the light?
Because Im stepping out tonight
Oh Maria, I envy any man who knows your name
The ones I knew you, well, Im not ashamed
To be the one who drags you down, your life is like a movie
Like a star it's pasted up in subway walls
Wont you leave me something sacred when you fall?
Unless theres nothing left at all
Your lips are like a faded Spanish rose
And every movement strikes a pose
On every technical enclose
And other women show their teeth
And schoolboy husbands pack and leave
And empty lovers search the streets
Maria, convince me in the night she know the way
Though every lover brings another scream into the light of day
Wont you leave me by the lamppost
In the haze of your perfume night fades away?
Wont you leave me by the lamppost
In the haze of your perfume night fades away?