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Al Duvall - Steeplechase Bound Lyrics

Steeplechase, Steeplechase, Steeplechase
In Greenpoint, that’s the end of the pickle
The summer’s pretty sour
The river is a brown little trickle
Along a smokestack tower
So if you’re green take a pointer from me
And have a healthy dip in the sea
And you might spot my face
Down at the Funny Place

I’m Steeplechase bound
Where the ponies and the people race ‘round
I’m a heading out to see the еlephant and pay a visit
To the incubatorsand Zip What-Is-It?
Steeplechasе bound
In the Chair-O-Plane up over the ground
On the Whichaway,Flip-Flap,Shoot-the Chutes,Tickler too
Dew-Drop,Razzle-Dazzle, wait ‘til you
Are Steeplechase bound
Hear the ocean crash and the ballyhoo pound
With a mug of Piel’s and a foot-long Coney
I’ve dug my heels in the world’s most phony
And cheap place found
How I love it I’m Steeplechase
Steeplechase bound
I’m Steeplechase bound
Where the ponies and the people race ‘round
I’m a heading out to see the elephant and pay a visit
To the incubatorsand Zip What-Is-It?
Steeplechase bound
In the Chair-O-Plane up over the ground
On the Whichaway,Flip-Flap,Shoot-the Chutes,Tickler too
Dew-Drop,Razzle-Dazzle, wait ‘til you
Are Steeplechase bound
Hear the ocean crash and the ballyhoo pound
With a mug of Piel’s and a foot-long Coney
I’ve dug my heels in the world’s most phony
And cheap place found
How I love it I’m Steeplechase
Steeplechase bound