Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street?

Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names Don't trust men who walk with canes Drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine, advertiser on a downtown train Oh, Christmas crier bustin' cane, he's in love again Where dock worker's dreams mix with panther's schemes to someday own the rodeo Tainted women in VistaVision perform for out-of-state kids at the late show Wizard imps and sweat sock pimps, interstellar mongrel nymphs Oh, Rex said that lady left him limp, love's like that It sure is Oh, queen of diamonds, ace of spades, newly discovered lovers of the everglades They take out a full page ad in the trades to announce their arrival And Mary Lou she found out how to cope, she rides to heaven on a gyroscope The Daily News asks her for the dope She says, Man, the dope's that there's still hope Senorita, Spanish rose, wipes her eyes and blows her nose Uptown in Harlem she throws a rose to some lucky, young matador