Front:
HEY say this town is dead
Here in Oakland:
At nine o'clock they go to bed
Here in Oakland:
That there is no place to dine,
Or to have a quiet time,
And they don't drink beer or wine
Here in Oakland.
But, my boy, I've done the line
Here in Oakland:
life that I got mine
Here in Oakland:
Bet your
All the girls were mighty fine,
And when it comes to drinking wine
That is where the dear ones shine
Here in Oakland.
All the ladies are immense
Here iu Oakland:
And there's none will take offense
Here in Oakland:
But on chicks they like to dine,
Then get bleary-eyed on wine,
Talk about a bully time
Here in Oakland.
And the girls are most discreet
Here in Oakland:
They never flirt upon the street
Here in Oakland:
But they dress so very neat,
Show their cunning little feet,
After dark with you, they meet
Here in Oakland.
IN
In an auto then you, go
Here in Oakland;
For there's nothing very slow
On the Boulevard then you dine,
Something doing all the time,
rhyme
Oakland.
Life is just one merry
And the married ladies too
To their husbands all are true
Here in Oakland;
With no other men they'll dine
They would scorn to smell of wine,
You'll never find them on the line
Here in Oakland.
But on Sundays then you know
Here in Oakland:
Off to church they all must go
Here in
For they've got to make a show,
They must walk and talk just so,
Never naughty, O! No!.
Oakland.
But when the lights are burning red
Here'in
When you here in Oakland:
think
think
they're all in bed
All the sights I'd hate to tell,
But you'll find they do quite well,
For a dead town it beats, Hell
Here in Oakland.
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