Roll up the sidewalks, it’s smokin’ time
Clear off those tables, take down the house lights
Here at ‘The Playpen’, we’ve got a special treat
Caucasian jazz from back East, the king of Washington Street
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Everyone loves you, Joe
Worn out and busted in ’63
He pickеd up a horn in a game holding aces and queens
Played еvery night ’til he knew he could make it cry
Joey, we know you look so smooth, but it hasn’t been an easy ride
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Everyone loves you, Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Fire on the dance floor
Smokin’ ’til the midnight hour
Everyone loves Baltimore Joe
Everyone loves you, Joe
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Cruel Shoes Lyrics – Baltimore Joe