Jitterbug

He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat
Drives a 36 Cord with a rumble seat
Now hes a, Lord, he's a jitterbug
Scare the letters off a highway signHe drinks beer and eats beanies
Chases it down with ol' Thunderbird wine
Carries brass knuckles and a .44
Runs a loan shark business and a Mary Jane storeHes a, he's a jitterbug; keeps movin, dont sit still
If the law dont get him, some gun-totin irate husband will
Oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, jitterbug, jitterbugOne day in September he stepped out of his Cord
Into the street to face a bullet spittin Ford
Now hes jitterbug, just a name in the news
Said, "He finally paid the price, he finally paid his dues"