Twenty five cents

Ha No No

I wouldn't pay twenty five cents to

Go in nowhere 'cause listen here

Up in Harlem ev'ry Saturday night when the

High browns git together it's just too tight

They all congregates at an all night strut

And what they do is tut tut tut

Old Hannah Brown from 'cross town gets

Full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down

Just at the break of day you can hear old Hannah say

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer

Send me gate

I don't care

I feel just like I wanna clown

Give the piano player a drink

Because he's bringin' me down

He's got rhythm yeah

When he stomps his feet

He sends me right off to sleep

Check all your razors and your guns

We gonna be rasslin'

When the wagon comes

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer

Send me 'cause I don't care

Slay me 'cause I don't care

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer

Send me gate

I don't care

I feel just like I wanna clown

Give the piano player a drink

Because he's bringin' me down

He's got rhythm yeah

When he stomps his feet

He sends me right off to sleep

Check all your razors and your guns

Do the game done give me tailer

Right be same

Gimme a reefer and a gang o' gin

Slay me 'cause I'm in my sin

Slay me 'cause I'm full of gin