the Streets of Miami - Allan Sherman

As I wandered out

On the streets of Miami

I said to meinself

This is some fancy town

I called up mein partner

And said, «Hello, Sammy

Go pack up your satchel

And mosey on down»

I got me a bunk

In the old Roney Plaza

With breakfast and dinner

Included of course

I caught 40 winks

On mein private piazza

Then I rented a pinto

From Hertz Rent-a-Horse

He rented a pinto from Hertz Rent-a-Horse

My partner flew down

On a non-scheduled airline

You never did see

Such a pale-looking man

I recognized him

From his receding hairline

He recognized me

From mein beautiful tan

Twas then that I heard

Fighting words from mein partner

He said, «Marvin, the Roney is no place to stay

I’m going to the Fontainebleau

Partner, it’s mod’ner

And I’ll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day"

He’ll charge to the firm 60 dollars a day

I said to him, «Paleface

You hanker for trouble

With the company checkbook

You quick on the draw»

He smiled and said, «Stranger

For me that goes double

Cause west of the Fontainebleau

I am the law»

Next morning

The whole Lincoln road was deserted

And somewhere a hi-fi was playing a tune

Cause everyone knew

Someone’s gonna be murdered

In a duel in the sun

On the stroke of high noon

A duel in the sun at the stroke of high noon

I took careful aim

With mein trusty revolver

The clock in the Fontainebleau

Struck 12 o’clock

I shot and Sam crumbled

Just like a piece halvah

And that’s what they called

A bad day at Black Rock

They came with a posse

And took mein sixgun away

The crowd was too angry

To leave me in jail

The sheriff said, «Outlaw

I’m gon' let you run away

But don’t ever be seen

South of Ft.

Lauderdale»

So now I can never go back to Miami

And New York is so cold

That a person could die

I’d be better off dead

Like mein late partner Sammy

Cause he’s in that big Fontainebleau in the sky

Cause he’s in that big Fontainebleau in the sky!