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Walking down Broadway from the Upper West Side
Heading to Times Square for the seven to ride
Passing Gray’s Papaya so I stopped to get a bite
Two hot dogs for a dollar, well you know the price is right

Ordered four hot dogs with everything to go
Got it right away, the service wasn’t slow
Put mustard on my dogs everything was looking swell
Little did I realize I faced a living hell

Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
It’s time to eat
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Just find a seat
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Outside the store
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
There’s bums galore

Walked out onto the sidewalk to find a place to dine
I recognized the odor of Thunderbird wine”
Can you spare some change?” is the next thing that I hear
From a bum who looked like he hadn’t eaten in a year

Next thing that I know, there’s ten bums attacking me
Gulping down my dogs like I said they were for free
My dinner was ruined; you all know what that means
I had to go to White Castle when I got back to Queens

Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
I should have yelled
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
They really smell
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Ate all my food
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Yo man that’s rude

Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
I should have yelled
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
They really smell
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Ate all my food
Bum Rush at Gray’s Papaya
Yo man that’s rude

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