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