I'm a small-time wiseguy, a two-fisted hood runnin' numbers for a fat cappuccino sippin' capo. A nice shave then I'm on the lam, bouncin’ out of town on a greyhound bound for the border.
I'm a ‘Mad Men-era’ ad man, a quick cut before I cruise to The Gardens to catch the fights. Ringside seats with the mistress. Fedora tips and scotch sips.
I'm a jazz man, spend my nights rollin' reefer and blowin' riffs in the neighbourhood speakeasy. Just a bit off the sides boss, nice ‘n easy.
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