Piano Bar

New York blondes
Calico ghosts
Pay attention, a piano bar has opened
Could it be that I was born in the south?
Could it be that I turned on the light of your love?
Neon widows, Gardel lovers
A bandoneon plays near the cabaret

Could it be that I was born in the south?
Could it be that I turned on the light of your love?
Boys have a place
Where those things that amaze live
Girls have a place to go to talk
Wear your blush, choose your costume
Sparrow feathers, thrush smiles
Place display case to the south
Reloca flickers light, the city