Shanghai’d in Shanghai

Standing on a corner in downtown L.A

Waiting for the man to come along

She comes up to me and says, "Too bad, too sad

You know that he's been dead and gone"

L.A. lady, kinda shady

She picked him up and took him home

I woke up groggy, my sight was smoggy

And I knew that it had been blown

Early in the morning sitting in a hotel

Moscow's looking fine through the wine

Spaced out, I crashed out

When the KGB came on the line

It's a cold one, bein' sent down

It's gotta be fifty below

Mama, here's a postcard to let you know

I'm in a salt-mine and looking for coal

Shanghai'd in Shanghai

Stood on in Tucson

Ripped off and kicked right out the bed

Flyin' across the desert from Texas to Tucson

But we're headed for a southern star

The captain says it's fine in Havana

This dude behind me needs a cigar

He's a big one, he's got a big gun

I guess we better go along

Mister, we've got a gig in Arizona

Second billing to the Rolling Stones

Shanghai'd in Shanghai

Stood on in Tucson

Ripped off and kicked right out the bed

Shanghai'd in Shanghai

Laid low in 'Frisco

Done in and left behind for dead