Streets Of Miami
As I wandered out on the streets of Miami
I said to meinself, this is some fancy town
I called up mein partner and said, "Hello, Sammy
Go pack up your satchel and mosey on down"
I got me a bunk in the old Roney Plaza
With breakfast and dinner included of course
I caught 40 winks on mein private piazza
Then I rented a pinto from Hertz, Rent-a-Horse
He rented a pinto from Hertz Rent-a-Horse
My partner flew down on a non-scheduled airline
You never did see such a pale-looking man
I recognized him from his receding hairline
He recognized me from mein beautiful tan
T'was then that I heard fighting words from mein partner
He said, "Marvin, the Roney is no place to stay
I'm going to the Fontainebleau, partner, it's mod'ner
And I'll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day"
He'll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day
I said to him, "Paleface, you hanker for trouble
With the company checkbook, you quick on the draw"
He smiled and said, "Stranger, for me that goes double
'Cause west of the Fontainebleau, I am the law"
Next morning, the whole Lincoln road was deserted
And somewhere a hi fi was playing a tune
'Cause everyone knew someone's gonna be murdered
In a duel in the sun on the stroke of high noon
A duel in the sun at the stroke of high noon
I took careful aim with mein trusty revolver
The clock in the Fontainebleau struck 12 o'clock
I shot and Sam crumbled, just like a piece halvah
And that's what they called a bad day at Black Rock
They came with a posse and took mein sixgun away
The crowd was too angry to leave me in jail
The sheriff said, "Outlaw, I'm gon' let you run away
But don't ever be seen south of Ft. Lauderdale"
So now I can never go back to Miami
And New York is so cold that a person could die
I'd be better off dead like mein late partner Sammy
'Cause he's in that big Fontainebleau in the sky
'Cause he's in that big Fontainebleau in the sky