The Streets of '63

Verse 1

'63, neon lights, smoke in the air

Big Tony walkin' with that thick black hair

Mustache like a blade, gold on every hand

King of the corners, runnin' the land

Brother Don, crooked head, full of fire

Big-shot Italiano, climbing higher

Same blood, different street, same last name

Tony took Maria and the whole block changed

Pre-Chorus

She was simple, she was down, she was easy to keep

Tony didn't care, he just put her to sleep

Chorus

Big Tony, Big Tony, mustache and a crown

Stole Don's girl Maria, turned the block upside down

Vaffanculo, Don, she was mine every night

Simple little hoe, I fucked her till the light

Big Tony, Big Tony, mustache and a crown

Yeah she was mine... every single night

Verse 2

Every night, every night, sheets full of heat

Maria moanin' "cazzo" while the city went to sleep

Belly got big, three boys on the way

Marlo, Roberto, and Issi came to stay

Don saw red, kicked the door, started to shout

"Figlio di puttana, you stole my whore out!"

Tony just laughed with that mustache grin

"She's mine now, stronzo, you already lost, you win?"

Pre-Chorus

She was simple, she was down, she was easy to keep

Tony didn't care, he just put her to sleep

Chorus

Big Tony, Big Tony, mustache and a crown

Stole Don's girl Maria, turned the block upside down

Vaffanculo, Don, she was mine every night

Simple little hoe, I fucked her till the light

Big Tony, Big Tony, mustache and a crown

Yeah she was mine... every single night

Verse 3

One night the alley lit up, guns in the dark

Brothers turned enemies, sparks in the park

Tony took one straight through the heart

Mustache still perfect as he fell apart

Don took the business, took the girls, took the cash

Took Maria and the boys under his roof real fast

Said "I'll raise 'em right," said the past is done

But Maria still remembered who pulled that gun

Bridge

House got quiet, Don closed his eyes

Maria whispered "Porca puttana" under city skies

Knife in the dark, three boys in the back

Engine roared west, never lookin' back

(Final Chorus)

Big Tony's gone, mustache and a crown

Maria and the boys left that town

Marlo, Roberto, Issi ridin' free

From the streets of '63 to the American dream

Big Tony, Big Tony, mustache and a crown

Yeah the story still rides... it still rides on

Vaffanculo... it still rides on

Madonna mia... it still rides on

Outro

Big Tony...

Mustache and a crown...

Gone.