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Forty Eight Twenty Three Second Street

Now, as for my
Who on me

She was always wearing her

Sailing back to on the Normandy
Having at the captain's table
Sitting on the deck 5 men surrounding her
uncle Sam in the back row
Back at home, riding up the on a donkey named David
With her soft leather boots off to the side
So of pride
So of pride.

Elias, so high you can see us
4823 St., standing there with cashmere overcoats
And those turbans their Arabian silver
And and papagou feather hats
And not far down our koumbaros Betinis

We've got a secret between us

In the of the Hawthorne smoke shop
In the of the hat factory
The got glued together

But in back basement...
In that back basement, a lot of things got up!

A full compliment of grinchy
Counting up on stubby fingers, and smoking, I'm told
The sophisticated cigars
The local lottery and so
Like anybody was going to get a nit out of nut
Though a lucky loser is our five thousand dollars a day friend and koumbaros Betinis
got a secret between us, Betinis

In the back of the Hawthorne shop,
was the least of it
In the of the hat factory
The fedoras got glued

But in back basement...
In that basement, a lot of things got sewn up

got a secret between us, Betinis.
Five dollars a day
Five dollars a day
Five thousand a day
thousand dollars a day

In the of the hat factory
The fedoras got glued

But in that back
In that back basement, a lot of things got up!
We've got a secret between us,

Not that nobody knows, like nobody knows about the white doves that flew out the cake at the brother's
In your hat factory, Betinis, they up all the buffalo nickels
And silver wrung from Lake Superior spirits
And prize foolery, and sluts speaking easy in the closets on 12th St.
And in exchange you put in your pants $5,000 a day to stick under bed for starters
But later in the laundry, so you can feel to chase your wife around the table
you feel she looked at the apricot and boysenberry boy twice