Back in '37, when she first walked down that street She was such a knockout, she could make your heartbeat skip Hiding from the winter, living in a pink hotel In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach So she lived a long life underneath a pastel sky She let the ocean bathe her and the trade winds blow her dry The sun shone on her beauty till it faded clear away In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach Now she sits all day in front of her hotel As if waiting for somebody to arrive Yes and now the whole wide world has dwindled down To a single wicker chair on Ocean Drive Million dollar babies walk right by her everyday They don't care to know her but if they should ask she'd say I must be your future cause you surely are my past In Miami Beach, in Miami Beach