| In Chicago where I live, there’s an outfit that’d tow
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| almost anything off the street.
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| They deal mostly with automobile. |
| And we call 'em the Lincoln Park Pirates
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| The streetlamps are on in Chicago tonight
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| And lovers are gazing at stars
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| The stores are all closing
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| And Daley is dosing and the fatman’s counting the cars
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| And there’s more cars than places to put 'em, he said
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| But I’ve got room for them all
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| So round 'em up boys
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| 'cause I want some more toys
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| Hit the lot by the grocery store
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
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| From Wilmette to Gary
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| There’s nothing so harried
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| And we always collect are fee
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| We plunder the streets of your town
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| Be it Edsel or Chevy there’s no car to heavy
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| And no one can make us shut down
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| We break into cars when we gotta
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| With pick axe and hammer and saw
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| And they said that this garage had no license
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| But little care I for the law
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| All my drivers are friendly and courteous
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| Their good manners ya always will get
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| 'Cause they’re all recent graduates of the charm school in Joliet
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
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| From Wilmette to Gary
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| There’s nothing so harried
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| And we always collect are fee
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| We plunder the streets of your town
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| Be it Edsel or Chevy there’s no car to heavy
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| And no one can make us shut down
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| And when all the cars are collected
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| And all of their fenders are ruined
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| Then I’ll tow every boat in Belmont Harbor
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| To the Lincoln Park Lagoon
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| And when I’ve collected the ransom
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| And sunk all the ones that won’t yield
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| Then I’ll tow all the planes that are blocking the runways
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| At Midway, O’Hare and Meigs Field
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
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| From Wilmette to Gary
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| There’s nothing so harried
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| We always collect are fee
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| To me way, hay
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| Tow them away
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| Now citizens gather around
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| And I think it’s enough
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| And let’s call his bluff
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| Let’s tow the bum out of town |