Black Patch

Invitations to my party, send Jones an inviting card
He got his mean streak from the gutter, got his kindness from God
Now tugboats paint the river, carry coal to the city in white dock liners
Happiness on the uptown side at my party in the morning tide
Oo, la, la, la, black patch
Oo, la, la, la, black patch
Oo, la, la, la, black patch
In black patch, in black patch
Clothespins on wash ropes, window to window tie
Socks and bells and nightgowns, tassels in the morning, tassels in the morning
sky
People are you ready (ready ready)
Woman child on the side street, flashing in black patch
Lipstick on her reefer, waiting for a match