Из альбома: Pavarotti & Friends for War Child

She down on the corner, just a little crime
When I make my money, got to get my dime
She down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as a streetlight, dark and sweet as hash

Way down in the hollow, leavin?so soon
Oh, St Teresa, higher than the moon

Reach down for the sweet stuff, way she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down the side street, move in single file
(She said) Thats where Ill hold you, sleepin?like a child

Way down in the hollow, leavin?so soon
Oh, St Teresa, higher than the moon

Just what I been needin? feel it rise in me
(She said) Every stone a story, like a rosary?
Corner St Teresa, just a little crime
When I make my money, got to get my dime

Way down in the hollow, leavin?so soon
Oh, St Teresa, higher than the moon

You crawled up in the sky
You crawled up in the clouds
Is there something you forgot to tell me,
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me?

Show me, my Teresa, feel it rise in me
Every stone a story, like a rosary

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