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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




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