Tin Pan Alley

I lived in the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there

Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

I heard a woman scream
And I peeped through the door
Two cats were working on her with their
Lord, Lord with their two by fours
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey baby
I lived in the roughest place I've ever been
Ooh, all the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

I saw a cop standing
With his hand on his gun
Said, "It's a raid, boy, now"
Lord, Lord, nobody run
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey baby
I lived in the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

I heard a pistol shoot
Yes, and it was a .44
Only because the crap-shooter didn't
Lord shake, rah-de-oh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey baby
I lived in the roughest place I've ever been
Ooh, all the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey baby
I lived in the roughest place I've ever been

Ooh, all the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey baby
I lived in the roughest place I've ever been
Ooh, all the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

Ooh, all the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

Oh, oh, that whiskey
Tin Pan Alley
Lord, is where I wanna be
Tin Pan Alley
Is getting the best of me
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey baby, I love the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Living for the whiskey, wine and gin

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah