| Lyrics: | Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names
don't trust men who walk
with canes
drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet
Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine,
advertiser on a downtown train
Christmas crier bustin' cane, he's in love again.
Where
dock worker's dreams mix with panther's schemes to someday own the rodeo
Tainted women in
Vistavision perform for out-of-state kids at the late show.
Wizard imps and sweat sock
pimps, interstellar mongrel nymphs
Rex said that lady left him limp. Love's like that (sure it
is).
Queen of diamonds, ace of spades, newly discovered lovers of the everglades
They take
out a full page ad in the trades to announce their arrival
And Mary Lou she found out how to
cope, she rides to heaven on a gyroscope
The Daily News asks her for the dope
She says,
"Man, the dope's that there's still hope."
Senorita, Spanish rose, wipes her eyes and blows
her nose
Uptown in Harlem she throws a rose to some lucky, young matador. |
