I and Braggar, and Junior Lee,
well that's the way we always thought it would be
In the Winston lips of September, how we met
Decked out like aces, we'd beat anybody's bet

Cuz we was Coolsville... cuz we was Coolsville

Well you stick it here;
you stick it over there;
it never fits

And now the hungry night wants more and more
and you're chippyin' your little kiss.
I jumped all his jokers,
but he trumped all my tricks

But I swear to God I thought this one was smart enough to stick it into Coolsville...
and stick it into Coolsville...
Ooh, Daddy, stick it into Coolsville

So now it's J and B, and me,
That sounds close,
but it ain't the same
but that's okay
Hot City don't hurt that much
When everything feels the same
Well the real thing come and the real thing go...
Well the Real Thing is Back in Town...
Ask me if you wanna know The way to Coolsville...
I hear you wanna go back to Coolsville?
Then come on, I'll take you back... to Coolsville.