Sneaky Smith lives next door
What's he need all those young kids for
On the fence, smokin' stuff
Breakin' bottles and talkin' rough
Oh Sneaky what you got
That we don't got over here
Oh Sneaky's got 'em on the run
What he's got must be fun
Sneaky Smith lives next door
He's not like the people there before
Ever since he moved in
The place has taken on an air of sin
Alameda used to be so nice
But all you kids are being mean
My cousin's trying to sleep
He's working nights in the
In the merchant marine
All those girls with painted lips
Hands on hips and cool as cold
All those girls what do they do
Look World War II
But they're twelve years old
Oh Sneaky what you got
That we don't got over here
Oh Sneak you got 'em on the run
What you got must be fun
