Continuing on our way through Sicily We came upon this site Where now stands the city of Syracuse There we made our sacrifice And Heracles cried At the scene of the crime We carried on through die Lower East Side Where Bobby came upon his bride Sleeping in her evening gown On the men's room floor I saw two magpies flying It was a cold wet day I saw you cross the road this morning To get to the other side I waved but no one saw me it's okay, we'll meet on Tuesday And Hetracles smiled At the first light of dawn