The Great Migration: Jessie was a Drive-By

Jessie was a Drive-By

Well Jessie was a drive-by gynecologist
Till they caught him without a license - had to put him away
And Frankie runs the face shop
Gives the girls the chop, chop
He’s always willing to explore
Alternative methods of pay

And those downtown girls rock the county boys’ minds
Purple zoot suit daddy gonna treat you just fine
In a full mink coat – imitation genuine
Footsy under the table
Grinning regal refined

Bloodstains on his jacket from an independent film
Jessie’s hitting up the green horns for the doe ray me
Always looking for a fat fish
A Hollywood hot dish
Swears he’ll pull a Kennedy
On the next Norma Jean

And come one come all to the peek before the fall
Be you flesh or be you wooden, wishing on the third star
You’ll be a shrink-wrap donkey ready for the call
Get a carrot for a close up
Dangling to enthrall

Jessie got wire-burnt when he shot out for the moon
He was Delilah’ed at his crowning by a red dressed dear
So he tried to louse a Spam scam
Frankie was his right man
They took off for Nevada
Got a miming gig I hear

Still those downtown girls rock the county boys’ minds
Purple zoot suit daddy gonna treat you just fine
In a full mink coat – imitation genuine
Footsy under the table
Grinning regal refined

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Well Jessie was a drive-by, gynecologist
Till they caught him without a license - had to put him away…