I remember Cuca With red lips and ink black hair In the picture that I found Underneath the stairs I can see her dancing When the music was low and slow In shiny dress and jewelry Somewhere there used to go That was so long When the red car would always ride Way on up to Spring Street Down the tracks to the other side They pulled over and dropped her At the house so late at night She waved her keys and said goodbye And went inside to cry I guess she had some babies And two more after that They grew up men and ladies And some got old and fat She got a call from Tony "What happened yesterday When a man came down to see you?" She didn't have much to say