A little cash was took off me
While I lay there comfortably
I wouldn´t move to stop her theft
Her deft hand moved across my chest

She stole a glance and stole a sigh
With her eye pressed up against my eye
The heat of her against my face
The little dead girl, the little fish

I heard the horns in the square play
At the end, at the end of the day

While boys and girls did promenade
In the room I stayed with her
I knew she wouldn´t steal from me
Yeah, she lay there trustworthy

No gold digger tonight with me
She gripped me goldly and naively
The horns died down and thunder cracked
As I rolled over on my back

She still lay just to my right
And I to her left, to her left that night