Tango Till They're Sore

Well ya play that Tarantella
 All the hounds they start to roar
 And the boys all go to hell
 Then the Cubans hit the floor
 And they drive along the pipeline
 They tango till they're sore
 They take apart their nightmares
 And they leave them by the door.
 Let me fall out the window
 With confetti in my hair
 Deal out jacks or better
 On a blanket by the stairs
 I'll tell you all my secrets
 But I lie about my past
 So send me off to bed forever more.
 Make sure they play my theme song
 I guess daisies will have to do
 Just get me to New Orleans
 And paint shadows on the pews
 Turn the spit on that pig
 Kick the drum and let me down
 Put my clarinet beneath your bed
 Till I get back in town.
 Let me fall out the window
 With confetti in my hair
 Deal out jacks or better
 On a...