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Tom Russell - Touch of Evil lyrics
The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge to Juarez Avenue Like that movie "Touch of Evil" I got the Orson Wells/Marlene Dietrich blues Where Orson walks in to the whore house and Marlene says, "Man, you look like hell." And Orson's chewing on a chocolate bar as the lights go on in the old Blue Star Hotel "Read my future," says old Orson, "down inside the tea leaves of your cup." And she says, "You ain't got no future, Hank, I believe your future's all used up." Chorus: Why don't you touch me anymore? Why don't you touch me anymore? Why do you run away and hide? You know it hurts me deep inside Why do you close the bedroom door? This is a brutal little war What good is all this fightin' for If you don't touch me anymore? They shot "A Touch of Evil " in a Venice, California colony And I grew near those dead canals where they filmed the longest pan shot ever made Now I'm thinking about the movie, the bar I'm in, the bridge, the Rio Grande Now I'm thinking about my baby and the borderline 'tween a woman and a man I was drunk as Orson Wells the night I crawled backwards out the door I was screaming "Baby, baby how come you touch me anymore?" Chorus Oh, someone roll the credits on 20 years of love turned dark and raw Not a technicolor love film – it’s a brutal document, it's film noir And it's all played out on a borderline and the actors are tragically miscast Like a Mexican burlesque show where the characters are wearing comic masks “Oh, it's love and love alone,” I cry to the barmen in this Juarez waterhole As we raise a glass to Orson and "A Touch of Evil" livin' in our souls Chorus |
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