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Mermaid Avenue thats the street
Where the fast and slow folks meet,
Where the cold ones meet the hot ones
Just a block from Coneys beach.
Mermaid Avenue thats the place
Where the wolves and haybags chase
In big fur coats and bathing suits
Theyre in the raggeldy race
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But theres never been a mermaid here
On Mermaid Avenue
No, Ive never seen a mermaid here
On Mermaid Avenue
Ive seen hags and wags and witches;
And Ive seen a shark or two
My five years that Ive lived along
Old Mermaids Avenue
Mermaid Avenue thats the street
Where the lox and bagles meet,
Where the hot dog meets the mustard
Where the sour meets the sweet;
Where the beer flows to the ocean
(Where the halvah meets the pickle)
Where the wine runs to the sea;
Why they call it Mermaid Avenue
Thats more than I can see.
Mermaid Avenue thats the street
Where the saint and sinners meet;
Where the grey hair meets the wave curls
Where the cops dont ever sleep;
Where they pay some cops to stop you
When you hit that Sea Gate gate;
Where them bulls along that wire fence
Scare the mermaids all away
Mermaid Avenue thats the street
Where the sun and storm clouds meet;
Where the ocean meets that rockwall
Where the boardwalk meets the beach;
Where the prettiest of the maidulas
Leave their legprints in that sand
Just beneath our lovesoaked boardwalk
With the bravest of our lads.
Mermaid Avenue thats the street
Where all colors of goodfolks meet;
Where the smokefish meets the pretzel
Where the borscht sounds like the seas;
This is where hot Mexican Chili
Meets Chop Suey and meatballs sweet;
Mermaid Avenue shes a nervous jerk
But, still, shes hard to beat.