Those uptown suckers
They're all my pals
They pinch my bags
And they pitch my gal
They drink my beer
Then call me a fag
They are tough guys
Yeah, they a wags
Those uptown suckers
Got smiling hands
They steal my T.V
Then cheer my band
They spend my money
And I am glad
They're here to make history
That's the plan
Those uptown suckers
They're taking turns
They light things up
Just to see what burns
They know what's what
Yeah they're just the right blend
They dig their own graves
And hop right in
Those uptown suckers, they hop right in
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