Spoken: Hot Dog! Sung especially for Mister Charlie Keys and Mister Hyde in the arcade who'll play you records on both sides. They got the arcade blues, got the arcade blues Got the arcade blues so bad Got the arcade blues, got the arcade blues That's a trouble I never had, that's a trouble I never had These silk dressed women, these silk dressed women, This arcade's always had These silk dressed women, these silk dressed women If you've got a good woman, if you've got a good woman I'd advise you to leave her at home These arcade boys, these arcade boys Won't let a good woman alone, won't let a good woman alone If you've got a good woman, if you've got a good woman Don't never bring her to town But a red headed woman, yes a red headed woman Make a gray rabbit love a hound, make gray rabbit love a hound Gonna lay my head, gonna lay my head Upon some railroad track It'll carry me away, it'll carry me away But it will not bring me back, oh, it will not bring me Said a rubber tire hearse, yes, a rubber tire hearse Like a great big Cadillac carry you over to the graveyard boys That man won't bring you back, That man won't bring you back That man won't bring you back