Lime Street Blues

I'm Street in the afternoon
Everybody crazy as a coon
I'm running round in my underpants
Trying to find some kinda romance
Quarter past six on Lime Street
I got whipped right off a my feet
Didn't realize that I'd been caught
Till I found myself in the County Court
Oh Lime Street Lime Street
Yeah Lime Street that's where we meet
Mr Judge i said won't you
Please be kind
Have pity on me a poor orphan child
Mr Judge he says with a long mean frown
Orphan or not you're going down
Well I screamed on my knees
In the witness box
Lord have mercy on my golden locks
The judge I could see that he was snide
He says the only kind of blonde
You are's a peroxide
Oh Lime Street Lime Street
Yeah Lime Street that's where we meet
That's where we meet
We're on Lime Street