Dutch took 'em on the slow train to Peking on La Brea Avenue

To find the Stax and Sun

They were reaching to get to

They was a rapping the flat scat

Diamond dialectos of points and taps

Between the chicken and the back

They drew themselves a be-bop

Midnight map

They said "do you got a map the next joint?"

"Do you got a map the next joint?"



Pick it up on the night train

Down on the corner of rhythm and blues

Where I have met all of my boys since

Back in '52

Bringing 'em Stax and Sun

Cuz I think that Cleveland forgot

And Memphis forgot

Where they were coming from

Do ya like it? Do ya like it like that?

Do you like rapping the fat scat?



Woody and Dutch dance in the cell of fourteen

Like a pill they do it all night

Spectators,

White-walls, find and greased back

Every Saturday night

Leaning in the scenery

Picking up the kids

At the next door neighbors'

"Yeah I know what you did

Yeah I got a room you can stay in

If you promise you won't make so much noise"

"No I won't"

"No I don't!"