Get your juices and the Deuces, the wildest joint in town If you haven't been there yet boy, you ain't been around They got Sid Catlett and John Simmons, man you know that Webster boy can toot A guy called Harry Gibson, no relation to Hoot That joint is really jumping, brother that's a fact And if you don't get your solid kicks, you can get your money back (try and get it) Fall in on a panic, that joint is really frantic Ball all night till early morn And then you shout, "Hold back the dawn" You better get your kicks before you're old Cause when you're dead, what good's your gold? That's what say Confucius When you get your juices, get your juices at the deuces Get 'em while they're cold