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That I was meant for rambling and would easy go astray
And before that I would work, I would rather sport and play
With my Johnny on the banks of red roses
On the banks of red roses, my love and I sat doon
He took out his tuning box to play his love a tune
In the middle of the tune, his love got up and cried
Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny, would you leave me?
So they walked and they talked until they came upon a cave
Where the night before her darling had spent digging on her grave
Aye, the night before her
Mr. Pinstriped Suit
Now....Friends let me tell you about this cat
that I once met.
Smooth talker...with an export cigarette.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand,
and no one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band.
Now he strolls through the city like a big ol' alley cat
with his pinstripe suit
and a big bad voodoo hat.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a kitten on his hand,
and no one swings as hard
to the big bad voodoo band.
*Chorus*
Hey Mr. Pinstripe Suit.
Hey Mr. Hi De
Hi De Ho.
Well I know you got the answers that
we all wanna know.
Hey Mr. Wingtip Shoes.
Hey Mr. Always On The Go.
Well I know you got the answers that we all wanna know.