The Downtown King Lyrics - The Elms

He looks in the mirror and flexes and shaves 

And his mind says he's cut and he's tall and he's brave 

He wears cologne to the spa and a tie to the store 

And he laughs like a chump and he talks like a bore 

He smokes on a clove and he sits in a ride 

That's got room for himself and a girl on the side 

He'll polish his shoes so he can look down and see 

The reflection of him, the reflection is me 

Check out the tune that the boy brings with him 

He got the sound of the downtown rhythm 

Blues in the back and he likes my singin' 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

Blues in the back, he's the downtown king 

He plays drums in the church house and calls in the law 

Then he charms out the cops with the swing and the draw 

He wanna sit in the booth, you can sit in the chair 

And he'll listen and smile but he's not really there 

Check out the tune that the boy brings with him 

He got the sound of the downtown rhythm 

Blues in the back and he likes my singin' 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

Blues in the back, he's the downtown king 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

Blues in the back, he's the downtown king 

Check out the tune that the boy brings with him 

He got the sound of the downtown rhythm 

Blues in the back and he likes my singin' 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah 

Check out the tune that the boy brings with him 

He got the sound of the downtown rhythm 

Blues in the back and he likes my singin' 

He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah