Pablo stares at the moon
Pencil moustache
Cheap hotel room
Waiting for dawn

Alone

To take him home

Taxi drivers and whores
Kids on the street
Watching for cops
Keeping him safe

Since his escape

But now its late

Soldiers search through the night
Closing in fast
Closing in tight
Each wants to be

The one
To kill the Don

Pablo stares at the moon
Pencil moustache
Cheap hotel room
Waiting for dawn

Alone

To take him home