The Part You Throw Away

You dance real slow

And you wreck it down

Walk away, and you turn around

What did that old blonde guy say?

That is the part you throw away

I want that beggar's eyes

The winning horse

A tidy Mexican divorce

St. Mary's prayers, Houdini's hands

And a barman who always

Understands

Will you lose the flowers

Hold on to the vase?

Will you wipe all those teardrops

Away from your face?

And I can't help feeling as I close the door

I have done all of this

Many times before

The bone must go

The wish must stay

The kiss don't know what the lips will say

Forget I've hurt you

Put stones in our bed

And remember to never

Mind instead

But all of your letters burned up in the fire

And time is just memory mixed with desire

That's not the road, it is only the map, I say

Gone just like matches

From a closed down cabaret

In a Portuguese saloon

A fly is circling around the room

You'll soon forget the tune that they play

Cause that is the part

You throw away

For that is the part

You throw away