The girl with the deep low neck

Sitting at the table of a seaport´s bar
I watch Montevideo darking cause the dawn lights
Each time I end with a new drink, I ask for another
And the waitress came to me saying “man go to home better”

Poor boy it looks like I was very bad-mannered in my drunkness
But I couldn´t and don´t wanted to ask for forgiveness
A girl with long legs and deep low neck said me
“Do you wanna pass a good time, honey?”
My legs follows hers, boss get out damning
Cause I forget to pay him the drink
Girl made me run in a hurry

*I was lying and don´t recognize the ceiling
But I saw the girl finishing her job
That from time to time watch me like possessed
I could see her face wounded by the years
I´ve counted her moles and drunk from her breasts*

Leaning on the wall I saw her smoking a cigarrette
Suddenly she picked up all her things and demanded the money
I didn´t reached her price and she gave me a slam away and went away
And like a frighten child pursued by souvenirs cried again

*Chorus

I walk thirty streets to reach my home
A bus pass next to me throwing mud on my pants
And to cap it all it begins to rain thick
But I walk slow and like numb