Gatsby's Restaurant
Gatsby's Restaurant Ride: A Wild Adventure of Cowboys and Cantors
Lyrics
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat
I grew weary of New York City, its sidewalks, and its heat
So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street
Decided to ride a large horse down the street
And then I hollered, "Hi, ho, Silver" and, "Get 'em up, Scout"
Playfully exclaimed phrases associated with horse riding
But I suffered aggravation and a great humiliation
Faced trouble and embarrassment
So I finally said I'd let the story out
Decided to share the experience and story
You can't ride a big white horse into the front of Gatsby's door
Expressing that riding a big white horse to Gatsby's door is not feasible
You can't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor
Humorous reference to calling out like a cowboy while moving across the floor
Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees
Describing a challenging situation involving twenty Italians
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"
Expressing pain and seeking help in a comical way
Well, he broke into a cantor down around ol' Times Square
Narrating the horse's behavior near Times Square
And my cowboy boots and hat, I left them somewhere way back there
Lost cowboy attire during the horse's actions
Then he stomped and reared and turned and bucked
Describing the horse's movements
And took off to the South
The horse headed south, causing chaos
And I slid through Gatsby's Restaurant with his tail stuck in my mouth
Ended up sliding through Gatsby's Restaurant with the horse's tail in the mouth
But you can't ride a big white horse into the front of Gatsby's door
Reiteration that riding a big white horse to Gatsby's door is impractical
You don't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor
Repeating the humor of cowboy calls while moving on the floor
Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees
Recalling the challenging encounter with twenty Italians
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"
Humorous plea for help in Italian style
Now, down at Gatsby's Restaurant, there's a picture hanging there
Describing a picture at Gatsby's Restaurant depicting a petrified Italian with escargot in his hair
Of a petrified Italian with escargot in his hair
Continuation of the humorous scene at the restaurant
And there's a big, white horse rug lying by the door
Noting the presence of a big white horse rug by the door
And I'm washing dishes in the back and sweepin' up the floor
Personal involvement in dishwashing and floor cleaning at the restaurant
But you don't ride a big, white horse into the front of Gatsby's door
Reiteration that riding a big white horse to Gatsby's door is impractical
You don't call out, "Hi, ho, Silver" as you scoot across the floor
Repeating the humor of cowboy calls while moving on the floor
Twenty big Italians had me bent down on my knees
Recalling the challenging encounter with twenty Italians
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"
Humorous plea for help in Italian style
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