Ali dances and the audience applauds
              
              
                Though he's bathed in sweat he hasn't lost his style
              
              
                Ali don't you go downtown
              
              
                You gave away another round for free
              
              
                 
              
              
                Me, I'm just another face at Zanzibar
              
              
                But the waitress always serves a secret smile
              
              
                She's waiting out in Shantytown
              
              
                She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me
              
              
                 
              
              
                I've got the old man's car
              
              
                I've got a jazz guitar
              
              
                I've got a tab at Zanzibar
              
              
                Tonight that's where I'll be
              
              
                 
              
              
                Rose, he knows he's such a credit to the game
              
              
                But the Yankees grab the headline every time
              
              
                Melodrama's so much fun
              
              
                In black and white for everyone to see
              
              
                Me, I'm trying just to get to second base
              
              
                And I'd steal it if she only gave the sign
              
              
                She's gonna give the go ahead
              
              
                The inning isn't over yet for me
              
              
                 
              
              
                I've got the old man's car
              
              
                I've got a jazz guitar
              
              
                I've got a tab at Zanzibar
              
              
                Tonight that's where I'll be
              
              
                 
              
              
                Tell the waitress I'll come back to Zanzibar
              
              
                I'll be hiding in the darkness with my beer
              
              
                She's waiting out in Shantytown
              
              
                She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me
              
              
                 
              
              
                I've got the old man's car
              
              
                I've got a jazz guitar
              
              
                I've got a tab at Zanzibar
              
              
                Tonight that's where I'll be