One, two, three
One, two, three
Ow! Uh! Alright! Uh!
Got to know how to Pony
Like Bony Moronie
Mash Potato
Do The Alligator
Put your hand on your hips, yeah
Let your backbone slip
Do the Watusi
Like my little Lucy
Charleston, Charleston
Made in Carolina
Some dance, some prance
I’ll say there’s nothing finer
Than the Charleston, Charleston
Oh how you can shuffle
Every step you do
Leads to something new
Man I’m telling you
It’s a lapazoo
D’ja hear ‘bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin’ out all his hard earned cash
And now MacHeath spend just like a sailor
Could it be our boy’s done somethin’ rash?
Jenny Diver, yeah, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Hello Miss Lotte Lenya, good evening Lucy Brown
Oh that line forms, on the right, babe
Now, that Macky’s back in old biggest town
I was totin’ my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road,
When along came a semi with a high an’ canvas-covered load.
“If you’re goin’ to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride.”
And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside.
He asked me if I’d seen a road with so much dust and sand.
And I said, “Listen, I’ve traveled every road in this here land!”
It’s a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don’t play that jack
I’m from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it’s true
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I’m $hort Dog, ain’t nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn’t cut it with ice
From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
Can’t understand why I’m so down?
I’m not a whitewall, I’m a vogue
Like a Zenith wire wheel I roll
Got a fresh new beat, made to get freak
It was everything you wanted cause I can’t be weak
Yeah baby that’s it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my DJ fresh on wax
Put it on the turntable, I got taps
It started burning up, wires smoking
Had to be the sound coming straight from Oakland
$hort Dog, it’s a mack attack
My name is Too $hort baby, I don’t play that jack
The next day was hangin’ day, the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn’t even blink
The hangin’ judge was sober, he hadn’t had a drink
The only person on the scene missin’ was the Jack of Hearts
And I could say Oo oo oo
As if everybody knows
What I’m talking about
As if everybody would know
Exactly what I was talking about
Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes
A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl’s best friend
A kiss may be grand but it won’t pay the rental
On your humble flat or help you at the automat
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds, I know you of old
You have robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, I wish you no harm
But I wish I had a bottle as long as my arm
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
Trust me, trust me, trust me, trust me, trust me
Why can’t we not be sober?
Just want to start things over
Why can’t we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
Slipping, dodging ,sneaking
Creeping hiding out down the street
See my life shaking with every who I meet
Refried confusion is making itself clear
Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I’d have said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line