Three-fingered broke his egg, he's got a tootsie, one on each arm
Over his shoulder, a white Cadillac Italian hit on his back
He's got a gun strung in his holster, red lights the same old faces
Hanging at the door, they dress up for the evening, they're looking to score
Just another night at the tango, just another fight at the tango
Now, flips in the back, talking about safes he's cracked
And the jobs that he pulled when he was younger
You see, he learned the score, and he beat the law, just by going undercover
Oh, red lights and sirens, flashing all around
Hey quick, get out the back, the man is all around
Just another night at the tango, just another fight at the tango
They're all your friends, right up to the end
And you don't have to worry, they've got you covered
Loyalty and pride, always on your side
Just as long as you're trusted, you're never busted
Red lights and fireworks, a shooting on the floor
Everyone a witness, but no one says they saw
Just another night at the tango, just another fight at the tango
Tango
Tango
Tango
Just another night at the tango, just another fight at the tango
Tango
Just another night at the tango
Just another night at the tango
Just another night at the tango
Just another night at the tango
Just another night at the tango