(Live - Waiting for Columbus)Well I was buffalo-ed in Buffalo
And I was entertained in Houston
New York, New York you gotta choose oneIt's a tripe face boogie
Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah yeahWell I, I don't want your money
And I don't want your time,
Please don't jive me Honey
And I'll give you, give you back your dimeIt's a hype face boogie
Going to boogie my sneakers away yeahI don't dig potato chips
And I can't take torts (?)
Got to tripe my guacamole baby
It's quackers and tripe my sauceIt's a hype face boogie
Going to boogie my scruples away yeah
Hype boogie, hype boogie
All night long...(Solos)You bring your guitar
I'll bring the wine
Gonna tripe my guacamole baby
Just a one more timeIt's a hype face boogie
And I say 'lookout'!
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