| Up on the withe varendaShe wears a nektie
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| and a panama het
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| Her passport shows a face
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| From another time and placeshe looks nothin’like that
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| And all the remnats of her
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| recent past are scatterd in the wild wind
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| she walks across the marblefloor
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| where a voice from the gambling room iscllin’her to come on in she smiles
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| and walks the other way
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| as the last ship sails and the moon fades away
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| from the black diamond bay
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| As the mornin’light break open
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| the greek comes down and he asks fora robe and a pen that will write
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| , pardon monsieur, the desk clerk says
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| carrefully removes his fez
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| , am I hearin’you rigth?,
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| and as thje yellow fog is liftin'
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| the greek is quickly
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| headin’for the second floor
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| she passes him on the spiral staircase
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| thinkin’hes’s the soviet ambassodor
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| she starts to speak but
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| he walks away
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| As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches way
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| on the black diamond bay
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| A soldier sits benaeth the fan
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| Doin’buissnes with a tiny manwho sells him a ring
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| Lighning strikes the lights blow outthe desk clerk wakesand begins to shout
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| Can you see anything
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| Then the greek apears on the second floor
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| in his bare feet and a robe around his neck
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| while a looser in the gambling room lights up a candle says
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| open up another deck
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| but the dealer says
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| Atendez vous s’il vous plait
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| as the rain beats down and the cranes fly away
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| from the black diamond bay
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| the desk clerk heard the women laugh
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| as he looks around in the aftermath
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| and the soldier got tough
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| he tried to grab the womens handsaid her’s a ring it cost a grand
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| she said
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| that ain’t enough
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| then she ran upstairs to back her backwhile a horse drawn taxi
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| waited at the curb
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| she passed the door that the greek had looked
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| where a hand writen sign read
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| do not disturbshe kocked upon it anyway
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| as the sun went down and the music did playon the black diamond bay
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| I’ve got to talk to someone quickbut the greek said go away and he kicked the chair to the floor
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| he hung there from the chandeliere
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| she cried: help there’s a deanger near
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| please
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| open up the door
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| then the vulcano eruppted and the lava
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| flowed down
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| from the moutain high above
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| the soldir and the tiny men were crouchedin the corner
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| thinkin of forbidden love
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| but the desk clerk said
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| it happens every day
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| as the stars fell down the fields burned away
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| from the black diamond bay
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| as the island slowly sank
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| the looser finaly broke the bank
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| in the gambling room
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| the dealer said its too late now
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| you can take the money but I don’t
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| know how
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| you’ll spend it in the tomb
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| the tiny men bit the soldier ear
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| as the floor caved in and the
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| boiler in the basement blew
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| while she’s out on the balcony
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| where a stranger tells her
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| my darling je vous aime beaucuop
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| she sheds a tear and beginns to pray
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| as the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away
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| from the black diamond bay
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| I was sittin’home alone one night
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| in L.A.watchin'old cronkiteon the seven o’clock news
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| It seems there was a earthquake that
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| left nothin’like a panama hat
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| and a pair of old greek shoes
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| didn’t seem like much was happenin'
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| so I turn it off andwent to grap one other beer
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| seems like evry time you turn around
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| there’s another hard luck
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| story that you gonna hear
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| and there’s realy nothin'
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| anyone can say
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| and I never did plan to go anyway
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| to black diamond bay |