Union Square

Well time is always money For the boys at Union Square You can bust your a*s till doomsday But don't forget to say your prayers Someone's got a wad on the backstreet. Sacco got a bran' new slack And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat You just sit right there, boy and relax Chorus: I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down town Well they spill out of the Cinema 14 To that drag bar there on the block Best live show by far in the whole east coast With a bank rolled up in your sock She stand right there for your pleasure Half Puerto Rican Chinese You got to find your baby somebody to measure I'm goin' to get me some of these baby. Chorus Four in the mornin' on a Sunday Sacco Drinkin' whiskey in church Half pint festival brandy That boy 'bout to fall right off his perch The guy in the sweaters off duty Out in front of the welfare hotel The guy in the dress is a beauty Go all the way and I swear you never can tell