Lyrics:

Listen everybody I'm going to sing a song
It won't be dirty and it won't be long

When you want some whiskey right off the stove
Go over and see Miss Stella Gold

The gals from the alley slipping all around
Telling everybody they're leaving town

I got a yellow gal and a brown named Mame
But the best I've ever had was the old Crow Jane

Met a funny fellow he didn't like girls
Painted his face and with his hair all curls

I'm staying with a woman about fifty‑two
I thought she was too old I'm telling you