| Uptown |
| It’s murder out in the street |
| Uptown |
| It’s murder out in the street |
| That’s where I found my mandarin plum |
| That’s where you’d be if you found one |
| Where the nights are bright |
| And joy is complete |
| Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street |
| Since May |
| There’s trouble most every night |
| Where once we danced our sweet routine |
| It reeks of wine and kerosene |
| Where the nights are bright |
| And joy is complete |
| Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street |
| There’s a special place for lovers |
| One we understand |
| There where neon bends in daylight sky |
| In that sunny room she soothes me |
| Cools me with her fan |
| We’re drifting |
| A thousand years roll by |
| Lou Chang |
| Her brother he’s burning with rage |
| Lou Chang |
| Her brother he’s burning with rage |
| I’d like to know what’s on his mind |
| He says hey buddy you’re mot my kind |
| Where the nights are bright |
| And joy is complete |
| Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street |