Hotfootin Lyrics

Summertime daze
Through blister street haze
Wingtippin' fleet footin side steppin'
Ya gimme all ya bad talk boot pumpin'
Brass button shuckin' and guffin'
Street corner preachin' to gum pop jive
Turkey trottin' past that main street peep show
Banana boat buick blarin'
Stereo can't drown out what he is sayin'

Jeremiah just keep wailin' to every junkyard hound
As long as hes got feet he will be hotfootin' around

Sidewalk stompin' quit your cussin
This is a beeboppin' kazoo honkin'
Salvation army one man band
Hammerin' guitar in his hand
Look at that dude with the silver boom box
And the bad red baseball cap
He wears it just so he take yer seiko and sell it back to ya
Just like that brothers and sisters he tells em
This broadway ain't the way to heaven
You're so busy dyin' you iorget you can be born again
Hey street preacher let us be he dont pay em no mind
In front of the bail and bond down any heel rompin'
Mean street dude ya cant keep hustlin' God
No can do that smells about as sweet as a rose tatoo Rom