Crackhouse Blues Lyrics

Johnny, please don't tell the people 'bout the bluebird's flight
Wastin education on a Tuesday night
Yes, you are my pussy, you're just being mean
Coverin up the muscle in your Jordache jeans

Stick up the phone, who is it?
Someone has come to visit
Everybody do the hokey pokey to the crackhouse blues!

Do the mashed potato till your feet glow green
Gotta sweep the floor to keep the crackhouse clean
Took me to the movies but the doctor said
Leave him to get beaten by the black eyed meds

Stick up the phone, who is it?
Someone has come to visit
Everybody do the hokey pokey to the crackhouse blues!
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Now, the captain ran for cover when the steam boats crashed
Driving off the bridges 'cause they got no class
Barbara's got my number, now I've got to run
Pizzas to deliver in the crackhouse slum, you know

Sometimes when the night gets hot
I search around for the crack I lost
I wouldn't expect for you to notice me
I would not expect you to say "Johnny!"

Do the mashed potato till your feet glow green
Gotta sweep the floor to keep the crackhouse clean
Took me to the movies but the doctor said
Leave him to get beaten by the black eyed meds

Stick up the phone like we do
Someone has come to see you
Everybody do the hokey pokey to the crackhouse blues