You're Sick Of Dancing At This Crummy Nightclub! But Johnnie Is Waiting By The Stage Door. What Are You Going To Say To Him So You Two Can Finally Get Out Of Here?
You're Sick Of Dancing At This Crummy Nightclub! But Johnnie Is Waiting By The Stage Door. What Are You Going To Say To Him So You Two Can Finally Get Out Of Here?
Johnnie’s at the stage door! That crumb-bum, that dog at your heels, that get-over-here heel of a nobody! He, who could drag you out of these four pressboard walls of a cheap Thursday night but never has! Tired of the rumba, tired of the big-night city that melted you down into a Brandy Alexander and a five-dollar headache, never to sleep on the Riviera or to crack open the peaceful newspaper husband you could’ve had back on the road! What are you going to say to him?
"crumb-bum"! I think that's the first time I've seen/heard that term outside of the context of Frank Rizzo.