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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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Professor of the piano |
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Got himself a wavy 'do |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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From the ugly Madam's gilded room |
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The ivories tinkle out a merry tune |
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While out in the street the Reverend's gloom |
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Ain't saving nobody |
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Big Jim, Colossimo |
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Kissing his fist before rolling the bones |
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Crying, Come on, seven, don't you know |
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Baby needs a new pair of shoes |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool, |
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A diamond ring on every finger |
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Well the papers assumed he never stepped into the room |
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Without his velvet slippers |
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One-legged pimps along the avenue |
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All the preening dandies |
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Hinky-Dink, Cannon Bathhouse, John Caldwin and Crane Dollar |
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Hold houses on the levy |
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Taking a cut, eight cents of every dollar |
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With a kickback to the Mayor |
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And the derelict lords and the first world ivorymen |
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Faces livelier than a bird in a cage |
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Last night I deigned from Monkey-Face Charlie Gankle's place |
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You know that Morgan Street Joan? |
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Well, she stuck a hairpin into a gentleman's stomach |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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Bouncing on his piano stool |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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You're lawless for legionnaires' peccadilloes |
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Kitty Adams on Satan's mind |
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State Street, 1896 |
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Claimed to be related to the Raven Poet |
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Well, at least that's what the Madam says |
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High jinks on election day |
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All the slap-shoulder bonhomie |
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Jerusalem Slim took the very last train |
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And left all the hustlers and the hoodlums fast asleep |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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Tossing back his wavy 'do |
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Kicking over his piano stool |
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Screaming, Jesus has left Chicago |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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Vanderpool, Vanderpool |
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