Rosie and in the back alley... the twosome that you ever did see. Standing on a trash can, talks, If he ain't too drunk and his are clear he gives the prettiest sermon you did hear while Rosie wags her by the collection box. I'm low on inspiration I go down and the congregation. on, Pauly, come and save my soul. Everybody's but you never do know and it sure good to say, "Amen." on, Pauly, come and save my soul. It's driving me crazy and I'm losing but you help me get it back together again. and the girls are there fanning themselves on Eddie's back stair. Pauly always their souls on fire, Movin' and shakin' and wavin' hands, raisin' their voices to a land, they start in singing a great big choir. With harmonies that sound so you forget all about the trash beneath feet. on, Pauly, come and save my soul. Everybody's tryin' but you do know and it sure good to say, "Amen." on, Pauly, come and save my soul. It's driving me crazy and I'm losing but you help me get it back together again. him a Messiah, or another clown, but somethin' about trash can prophet always me to a higher ground. on, Pauly, come and save my soul. Everybody's tryin' but you do know and it sure feels to say, "Amen." Come on, Pauly, come and my soul. It's me crazy and I'm losing control but you always me get it back together again.