Lyrics
Well,
all
the
hip
cats
on
the
corners
They
don't
look
sharp
no
more
Yes,
all
the
hip
cats
on
the
corners
They
don't
look
sharp
no
more
Well,
'cause
the
good
times
is
over
And
the
squares
don't
have
no
dough
Well,
since
the
cops
raided
all
the
nightclubs
They
don't
know
what
to
do
Yes,
since
the
cops
raided
all
the
nightclubs
Hip
cats
don't
know
what
to
do
They're
standing
on
every
corner
Just
as
beat
as
me
and
you
Well,
they
used
to
ride
the
taxi
From
dawn
'til
early
dusk
Now
they
take
a
streetcar
And
transfer
to
the
bus
Yes,
all
the
hip
cats
on
the
corners
Yes,
they
don't
look
sharp
no
more
Because
all
the
good
times
is
over
And
the
square
chicks
don't
have
no
dough
Now
listen,
listen,
fellas
Please
take
some
good
advice
If
you've
got
a
square
chick
Please
treat
the
poor
girl
nice
Or
else
try
this
method
It
may
work
out
good
Just
grab
the
nearest
red
car
And
make
it
out
to
Hollywood
Yes,
'cause
the
hip
cats
on
the
corners
They
don't
look
sharp
no
more
'Cause
all
the
square
chicks
on
Don't
have
no
dough
no
more
Well,
I'm
going
down
to
Film
Street
Well,
I'm
going
down
on
Skid
Row
Album
Nobody's Business
1 Wandering Gal Blues
2 Hey Mr. Landlord
3 Money's Getting Cheaper
4 Skidrow Blues
5 How Long Blues
6 Ain't Nobody's Biziness
7 Backwater Blueas
8 Froggiemoore
9 In the Evening
10 McShann Bounce
11 Jumoin With Louis
12 Early Mornings
13 Six Foot Two Blues
14 Spoon Calls Hootie
15 Destruction Blues
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