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(1933) wesley "sox" wilson |
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Up in harlem on a saturday night |
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Were the highbrows get together, it's just to tight |
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We all gather at the harlem strut |
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And what we do is tut tut tut |
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Ol' hannah brown, from way cross town |
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Keeps drinking her liquor and she brings them down |
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Just at the break of day |
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You could hear old hannah say |
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I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
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Send me daddy, cos i don't care |
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I feel just like i wanna clown |
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Give the piano player a drink |
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Cause he brought me down |
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He just send me right off to sleep |
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Check all your razors and your guns |
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I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes |
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I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
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Send me cos i don't care oh no |
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Send me cos i don't care |
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I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
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Send me daddy, cos i don't care |
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I feel just like i wanna clown |
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Give the piano player a drink |
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Cause he brought me down |
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He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet |
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He moves me right off to sleep |
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Check all your razors check your guns |
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I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes |
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I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
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Send me cos i don't care oh no |
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Send me cos i don't care |
