text: The tour bus came yesterday
  The drivers a mess today
  Its a dump of a destiny
  But its got a view
  Now the kid in the see-through blouse
  Shes moving in hard on his holy vows
  Since the preachers not dead
  Dead drunk will have to do!
  Night of the iguana
  The jasmine is so mercilessly sweet
  Night of the iguana
  Can you hear the castanets?
  The widow is dancing
  Down on the beach
  The starlight is steaming
  Hed like to be dreaming
  His senses are screaming
  Not to be denied
  But if the spell of the night should win
  He could lose his bus
  For the same sweet sin
  That took his church from him
  Then how will he survive?
  Night of the iguana
  The jasmine is so mercilessly sweet
  Night of the iguana
  Can you hear the castanets?
  Its the widow and her lover-boys
  Down on the beach
  Oh, the night is so fragrant
  These women so flagrant
  They could make him a vagrant
  With the flick of a shawl
  The devils in sweet sixteen
  The widows good looking but she gets mean
  Hes burning like Augustine
  With no help from God at all
  Night of the iguana