Lyrics Charleston Alley - Lambert, Hendricks & Ross

Charleston Alley

On the avenue, you may be havin you a solid ball, but it ain’t no ball
At all
Compared to the kicks when you dally in Charleston Alley
Maybe it don’t look so hot, but beleive me, it’s the spot
Where you can sure let your hair down
Everything’s right, And you can boogy all night-
Say, man Charleston Alley is the play, man
You can rally every cool cat on the avenue
And they’ll say its true, if you’re feelin blue, this is the place for
You
No goof and that’s the truth
I dig Charleston Alley, and I’m here t' tell ya pally, Its a place where
Life is real
I’m tellin you I never found a better deal
We know just how you feel
Ribs and pigs feet, the tastiest meat that you ever did eat
And a good piano player- a plinkin' an plunkin an playin them blues
I doubt if you’ll ever be gayer
We know- (Tell us about what you know)
Where to play- (Tell us about where to go)
And we’ll show- (You don’t know what time it takes)
You the way (Lookin' for what shakes)
Well let me tell you that if you’ve come to dally
Dig this crazy alley, And we know its where you’re goin’to move
And this is not an idle boast
Of all the many crazy alleys that we’ve went- Hilltop, O’Mally’s
None a' them could quite compare with red hot Charleston Alley
When you’re rockin' and you’re rollin to the rythym of the solid beat
You’re gonna have t' stomp your feet And you’re sure to hang around
Wiggin an' diggin the sounds
So dig this vocal travelogue that we’re singin everyone
'bout that circle by the dark sun, Charleston Alley is the place to be
We get our kicks from hicks who hurry and take in the great white way
We’ll pick the Alley any day Charleston Alley is the place for me
Better get up if you’re takin a trip take a tip
On the avenue, you may be havin you a solid ball, but it ain’t no ball
At all
Compared to the kicks you get from Charleston Alley
If you should make the trip I’m pretty sure you’ld really flip
So let your cares be, and baby make it down with me…
To Charleston Alley