Hope Street Rag

And you’re always here on time
Lightly doused but in your prime
Swollen belly, hangin' chin, juiced up when your horses win
Do the ladies know? Their perfumes hangin' in the salty air
Do you wanna cross the line?
Meet you downtown in good time
In the street they’re gonna ball, I’m just leanin' on a wall
Find a bar without a seat, all the dealers get to meet
Do the ladies know? The music crashin' thru the smokey air
If you’re hangin on a dream, think you know just what I mean
Me, somethin' in my heart
Somethin' in my world
Over there is «Panama», chances are you’ll see a «La»
This is where we come to play
Won’t you join us, won’t you stay?
Do the ladies know? Suspicion is a virtue to behold
Little crazy, little high, hope I get old before I die