歌手:Rod Stewart
专辑:《Atlantic Crossing [Deluxe Edition]》

Went downtown on the two forty-nine
Play'n for recognition fo the New York town
See, me and my boys, got a rock 'n' roll band
They were so damn good, gonna lift up the man
Well, we got ups, we got downs
We got just so high 'til the sun goes down
Got the ego, can be abused
I got my two-toned shoes and I can sing the blues
Look out kids, it's the FBI
We got a problem, you keep me high
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
And put your money where tyour mouth is or get our this place
New York town is a meanass town
We got a thousand bands, singin' underground
Way down in New Orleans, it's the same old thing
Emotion' I music a merry old thing
Old king soul, he finally gave us a jolt
He played the vibes till nine and read from ten to four
He played upside down, he played inside out
Then a uniform band, he was throen into jail
Look out kids, it's the FBI
We got a problem, you keep me high
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
Put your money where your mouth is or get out this place
Gettin' hungry, I know little woman
Can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked
I'm so high, I can't believe it
Hotel dogs are knockin' on my door
Two nights of singin' nearly out on the end
Lift the parts red, oh, what a square
As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song
Listen McCartney, we're the band on the run
Look out kids, it's the FBI
We got a problem, you keep me high
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place
Oh yeah