Broomstreet

Broomstreet - Doris Day

Lyrics by：Doris Day

Composed by：Doris Day

Here's a story 'bout broom street

And a guy they called broomstreet

When he'd walk along broom street

Everybody would stop to stare

Every night at eight-fifty

He'd come by with some nifty

With his love he was shifty

He had plenty to share

An' lots to spare

He wears a lot of suits from carters

He looks so gay

When he displayed his socks and garters

They'd say hey hey

But they're sad along broom street

Somethin' happened to broomstreet

Gals now call it gloom street

Since he met this gal mame

Broom street's not the same