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!"