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Albums:

O Melhor de Portugal (The Best of Portugal) (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Waiter, Make Mine Blues (Anita O'Day) · Waiter, Make Mine Blues (Anita O'Day) · Waiter: "You Vultures!" (Portugal. The Man) · Waiter, Make Mine Blues (Anita O'Day) · Fado: The Soul of Portugal (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal [Wagram] (Antonio Rossano) · Now, Vol. 17 [Portugal] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal Latino (Trio Odemira) · Live: 23-5-00 Estadio Do Restelo - Lisbon, Portugal (Pearl Jam) – and 90 other albums »


whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
The way you threw yourself at the waiter
Could tell by the look on his face
He thought you were mad
You went off riding on the equator
I tell you
with my guns by my side 
Ready to ride till I die 
And I'm a soldier 
And you can see it in my eyes 
Even when the man dies 
They say a soldier
Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford
Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse 

Saw the bullfighter's
Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford
Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars
down him like a shot and he still stood the test

He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard, we got scarred
We thought it would go hard when the waiter
on the outside he knows
Low man on the totem's
Wearing giveaway clothes

Joe he fights the good fight
He wears a white uniform
The waiters are all artists
down him like a shot and he still stood the test

He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard, we got scarred
We thought it would go hard when the waiter
be warm

At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told him mine
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
[Krayzie]
Aw shit. Excuse me man, excuse me. 

[Waiter]
Uh, yes sir? 

[Krayzie]
Could you tell me where the payphone at in here or something?
the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck
knew it'd be warm.

At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten 
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin 
"Big Joe's the name", I told
the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck
"Two stupid Americans..." 

We were at the mercy of this passionate waiter 
Who pulled the corks at the Osterasis Cafe 
He kept serving us wine we
a CD karaoke bar
By the banks of the mighty Bosphorus
Is a Japanese man in a business suit singing "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes"
And the muscular cyborg
Hey L.A.

There's an automatic teller machine in the emergency room
There's a meter maid she arrives by broom
There's a bear in the air with
At the wheel there sat a big man he weighed about 2-10
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the name I told him mine
He said the name of my rig's
knew it'd be warm.

At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten 
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin 
"Big Joe's the name", I told
Later on that evening when
I thought I'd had enough
I sat down in a restaurant and
Over powdered drugs
I ordered up some dew-soaked lettuce
Picked by
Like a plague, dope and them pushers, they'll destroy us, it's gunna get worse

Yeah fam listen, I'm ambitious
I'll leave a man missing
Plain
Like a plague, dope and them pushers, they'll destroy us, it's gunna get worse

Yeah fam listen, I'm ambitious
I'll leave a man missing
Plain
a derelict...
"Zdrastvujtje! My name is Ivan
Is this the right place? I'm here to see a man
A Mr Kashchei", I was invited in
To "The House of Sin"...
Then
The waiter brought me
A little Drink
Pulling them Slots
Made me think

I played the Penny
I played the Nickel
Played the Quarter
Played the Dollar