Well time is always money for the boys on Union Square Go on and bust your ass 'til doomsday, don't forget to say your prayers Someone's riding down the backstreet, said papa got a brand new slack And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat Sit right there, boy and you relax, c'mon honey
We're all going down down down downtown, down downtown We're going down downtown, We're going down downtown
Well you spill out of the Cinema Fourteen To that drag bar there on the block Whizzin' on down in front of the East Coast Bank rolled up on your sock She stand right there for your pleasure, half Puerto Rican Chinese You got to find your baby somebody to measure