I tell you there’s a place you can go 
Baring talents you crave to know 
Bliss revealed from your steamy eye 
No need to be shy 

Choose between having your corn ground 
Or making butter with your own tail 
Shake it up on Phaphian Street 

Pick and choose strange morsels to eat 
Large or small, baked, whipped, or beat 
Feed dumb gluttons in a sly wink 
Done in a blink 

Roll over that beast with two backs now 
Give someone a brand new green dress 
Dance a jig on Phaphian Street 

Walk right in to hung mistletoe 
Swim your way through their Venus flow 
Shake pocket change wedged deep in some seat 
It’s quite a treat 

Put four quarters on spit now 
Wind someone’s little ball of yarn 
It’s all down on Phaphian Street 

Pursue delight whenever you go 
Tug your way to another show 
Come again on any day 
Have it your way 

Hauling somebodies ashes 
Shoot between water and wind 
It’s all there on Phaphian Street