(spoken)We have a dance!
In the brothels of Buenos Aires
Tells the story
Of the prostitute
And the man
Who fell in love...
with her.

First there is desire
Then... passion!
Then... suspicion!
Jealosy! Anger! Betrayel!
Where love is for the highest bidder,
There can be no [bad word] 
Without [bad word] .
There is no love!
Jealosy.
Yes, jealosy...
Will drive you... will drive you... will drive you... mad!

Roxanne
You don't have to put on that red light
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right

Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne
You don't have to sell your body to the night

His eyes upon your face
His hand upon your hand
His lips caress your skin
It's more than I can stand

(Roxanne)
Why does my heart cry?
(Roxanne)
Feelings I can't fight
You're free to leave me, but just don't decieve me
And please believe me when I say I love you

Yo que te quiero tanto, qu voy a hacer
Me dejaste, me dejaste
En un tango
El alma se me fue
Se me fue el corazon
Ya no tengo ganas de vivir
Porque no te puedo convencer
Que no te vendas Roxanne

(Roxanne)
Why does my heart cry?
(Roxanne)
Feelings I can't fight
(Roxanne)
You don't have to put on that red light
Roxanne
(Roxanne)
(Roxanne)