♪Well the night that I got into townWas a night that the rain, it froze on the groundDown the street I heard such a sorrowful tuneComing from the place they call the Spanish moon♪I stepped inside and stood by the doorWhile a dark eyed girl sang and played the guitarThere was hookers and hustlers, they filled up the roomI heard about this place they call the Spanish moonWhen you don't stop, you get done inIt's a cold situationAnd if that, that don't get you soberThen maybe you will die under the Spanish moon♪Well I bought my watch and I sold my ringJust to hear that girl singingDon't care who you can, wake up and ruinAnd lose it all down under the Spanish moon♪♪