Night Of The Iguana

Tour bus came yesterday

The driver's a mess today

It's a dump of a destiny

But it's got a view



Now the kid in the see through blouse

Is moving in hard on his holy vows

Since the preacher's not dead

Dead drunk will have to do



Oh, night of iguana

The jasmine is so mysteriously sweet

Ooh, night of iguana

Can you hear the castanets?

The widow is dancing down on the beach



The starlight is steaming

He'd like to be dreaming

His senses are screaming

Not to be denied



But if the spell of the night should win

He could lose his bus for the same sweet sin

Took his church from him

Then how will he survive?



Ooh, night of iguana

The jasmine is so mercilessly sweet

Ooh, night of iguana

Can you hear the castanets?

It's the widow and her lover boys down on the beach



Oh, the night is so fragrant

These women so flagrant

They could make him a vagrant

With the flick of a shawl



The devil's in sweet sixteen

The widow's good looking but she gets mean

He's burning like Augustine

With no help from God at all



Oh, night of iguana