Lyrics:

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!'