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Rank this week: 43 (↓43)
Duration: 5:21 
Release Date: 1962  (Tim P. Ryan) 
Lyrics By: Allan Sherman (M_Robertcop) 
Music By: Allan Sherman (M_Robertcop) 
Produced By:
Released By: Warner Bros. (M_Robertcop) 
Published By: W B MUSIC CORP (M_Robertcop) 
Licensing: ASCAP  #490219135 (M_Robertcop) 
  • Parody of "The Streets of Laredo" (M_Robertcop)
  • Song Lyrics:
    As I wandered out
    On the streets of Miami
    I said to mein self
    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 sherrif 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!
    Current Rating 6.1 (1 vote)
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