up in harlem ev ry saturday night when the high browns git together it s just too tight they all congregates at an all night strut and what they do is tut tut tut old hannah brown from cross town gets full of corn and starts breakin em down just at the break of day you can hear old hannah say gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer send me gate i don t care i feel just like i wanna clown give the piano player a drink because he s bringin me down he s got rhythm yeah when he stomps his feet he sends me right off to sleep check all your razors and your guns we gonna be rasslin when the wagon comes i wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer send me cause i don t care slay me cause i don t care gimme a reefer and a gang o gin slay me cause i m in my sin slay me cause i m full of gin check all your razors and your guns do the shim sham shimmy till the risin sun