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Paul Williams

Fat Sam's Grand Slam

 

Fat Sam's Grand Slam

(الألبوم: Bugsy Malone - 1976)


Any body who is anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy
Always able to find you a table
There's room for just one more
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy

Once you get here, feel the good cheer
Like they always say in the poem
Fat Sam's ain't humble
But it's your home sweet home

Plans are made here, games are played here
I could write me a book
Each night astounds you
Rumours are abuzzing
Stories by the dozen
Look around you, cousin
At the news were making here

Anybody who is anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy

Da da da...

Hoc ya, hoo ya, hoo da da da da
See the politicians
Sitting by the kitchen
Said he caught his fingers
In the well he was wishing

Once you get here, feel the good cheer
Like they always say in the poem
Fat Sam's ain't humble
But it's your home sweet home

Plans are made here, games are played here
I could write me a book
Each night astounds you
Rumours are abuzzing
Stories by the dozen
Look around you, cousin
At the news were making here

Anybody who is anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy

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