Went down to Tin Pan Alley, see what was going on
Things was too hot down there, couldn't stay very long
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there, living for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a woman scream, yeah and I peeked through the door
Some cat was working on Annie with a, Lord, with a two-by-four!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there, living for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a pistol shoot, yeah and it was a .44
Somebody killed a crap shooter cause he didn't shake, rattle, and roll
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there, killing for their whisky, wine, and gin
I saw a cop standing with his hand on his gun
Said 'This is a raid boys - nobody run'
Hey, hey, hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
Yeah, they took me away from Tin Pan Alley
And took me right back to the pen
Writer(s): Curtis Jones
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