Get your juices and the Deuces, the wildest joint in town
If you haven't been there yet boy, you ain't been around
They got Sid Catlett and John Simmons, man you know that Webster boy can toot
A guy called Harry Gibson, no relation to Hoot
That joint is really jumping, brother that's a fact
And if you don't get your solid kicks, you can get your money back (try and get it)
Fall in on a panic, that joint is really frantic
Ball all night till early morn
And then you shout, "Hold back the dawn"
You better get your kicks before you're old
Cause when you're dead, what good's your gold?
That's what say Confucius
When you get your juices, get your juices at the deuces
Get 'em while they're cold