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Broom Street




Here's a story `bout Broom Street

And a guy they called Broomstreet

When he'd walk along Broom Street

Everybody would stop to stare


Every night at eight-fifty

He'd come by with some nifty

With his love he was shifty

He had plenty to share

An' lots to spare


He wears a lot of suits from Carters

He looks so gay

When he displayed his socks and garters

They'd say, "Hey, Hey!"


But they're sad along Broom Street

Somethin' happened to Broomstreet

Gals now call it Gloom Street

Since he met this gal, Mame

Broom Street's not the same