Edith And The Kingpin Lyrics - River - Herbie Hancock

The big man arrives 

Disco dancers greet him 

Plainclothes cops greet him 

Small town, big man, fresh lipstick glistening 

Sophomore jive 

From victims of typewriters 

The band sounds like typewriters 

The big man he's not listening 

His eyes hold Edith 

His left hand holds his right 

What does that hand desire 

That he grips it so tight 

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Edith in the ring 

The passed-over girls are conferring 

The man with the diamond ring is purring 

All claws for now withdrawn 

One by one they bring 

His renegade stories to her 

His crimes and his glories to her 

In challenge they look on 

Women he has wanted grow old too soon 

He tilts their tired faces 

Gently to the spoon 

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Edith in his bed 

A plane in the rain is humming 

The wires in the walls are humming 

Some song-some mysterious song 

Bars in her head 

Beating frantic and snow blind 

Romantic and snow blind 

She says-his crime belongs 

Edith and the Kingpin 

Each with charm to sway 

Are staring eye to eye 

They dare not look away