Текст песни
I am a waitress in a temple of swing, working every night until the morning begins
I see the people come, I see the people go and most of all I see the whiskey flow
Yes, in the nineteen-twenties the times are hard enough now
My friend Josy disappeared, she was a dancer here
My boss is a bandit, I know where he gets his money from: illegal alcohol, even prostitution
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