They're filing in
The biggest apples in the Big Apple
Hitting up the fanciest place in town
There's the Mick who swings the big stick
Hits as far right as Jimme Foxx and as far left as Babe Ruth
Love to treat the Oklahoma kid to tell you the truth
Flanked by Billy, Hank and the Chairman of the Board
Nights with them never leave you feeling bored
Here comes old Jackie Gleason
Funniest of the funny
Told him he had the piggiest face of all
Shot back that I had the body
Hah! Can never get the son of a bitch
Say there's Joltin' Joe himself
In some far off corner table
Cigarette in hand not a word spoken
Probably thinking about Marylin
Or it all, or nothing at all
Which reminds me it's old blue eyes!
Frank's the best tipper of all - treat him good!
He doesn't just tip the three coins from the fountain
Everything he does he does it his way
Heard he had a very good year
Come get your New York steaks
Your strawberry shortcake and pint
Hurry up! It'll be gone in a New York minute
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Hurry up! It'll be gone in a New York minute
©israelmgonzalez
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