Hard Spaniard lyrics

A red neon sign draws him
into a wine bar
where a woman is crying
Unaware of the whisky he`s buying her
``Can I join you a while ma`am?``
``Honey, when you`re as broken up as I am
You`d have to be Jesus to join up all these pieces``

The night before the morning after

``Are you here alone,
can I take you home?
It`s a real disgrace
seeing your pretty face
in this ugly place``

A ride in a taxi
to a rented apartment in a back street
Whisky-bottle graveyard
Rent is low so she`s trying to save hard
to get out of the city
it takes time but she won`t take his pity
They carry on drinking
and she knows what he`s thinking

And her stockings are torn
and the heels of her shoes are worn
She could be a waitress
she could be an actress
But he thinks she`s a temptress

There`s a space in her bed
where the stranger laid his head
She remembers him kissing her
He was such a good listener
But he sure won`t be missing her