text: Well time is always money
  For the boys at Union Square
  Go on and bust your ass till doomsday
  Dont forget to say your prayers
  Someones 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
  Cmon honey, were all going down, down, down, downtown
  Down downtown
  Were going down downtown
  Were 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
  Im going to get me some of these, baby
  Cmon honey, do you hear what Im doing now?
  Down, down, down, down, down, down downtown
  Down downtown
  Im going down downtown
  Bout four in the morning on a Sunday
  Sacco drinking whiskey in church
  Half pint of Festival brandy
  That boy bout to fall right off his perch
  Well, that guy in the sweaters off duty
  Well, hes out in front of that welfare hotel
  The guy in the dress is a beauty
  Go all the way, I swear you never can tell
  Cmon honey and pull up your socks
  Down, down, down
  Im going down, down, down, downtown
  Down downtown
  Down, down, down
  Down, down, down
  Cmon down downtown
  Going down downtown
  Im going down downtown