DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD.
Cat in heat, pourin' out her cries for love, a dog's bark, echoing in the courtyard. You can hear the streets in the distance, gettin' ready for a Saturday night. "P.R." girls, walkin' in tight flower pants, Broncos blastin', speakers fill the backseats. Shadows dance from all the people, lit by bodegas and traffic lights. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. College crowd, hangin' out in the "Night Cafe," Marvin Gaye, blarin' from the jukebox. 'Cross the street, "The Cathedral Cafe," jazz band cookin' in it's 2nd set. Ecuador, Columbia, and Brazil, Harlem's eye, glarin' not to far away. Livin' in this mixed up neighborhood, is something you can bet I'll never forget. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. We were dancing, on the rooftop, lit by moonlight. I fell in love with her, on a night like tonite, I fell in love with her, on a night like tonite. INSTRUMENTAL Low-life's and thieves, hangin' 'round a conga jam, pit bulls chained: screamin' all through the schoolyard. "P.R." boys, smokin' that "Cheeba," burnt-out stolen cars lie stripped on the side. Old man Jew, takes a look out at the street, seen it all, goes back to watchin' TV. Cops cruise, lookin' for some action, but tonite it's gonna be all right. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. On DUKE, DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. DUKE ELLINGTON BLVD. Copr. 2010 Jerry Flattum
About the Author: