Fat Sam's Grand Slam

Anybody who's anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam
Speakeasy
Always able to find you a table
There's room for just one more
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam
Speakeasy
Once you get here
Feel the good cheer
Like they say in the poem
Fat Sam ain't humble
But it's your home sweet home
Plans are made here
Games are played here
I could write me a book
Each night astounds you
Rumours are a-buzzin'
Stories by the dozen
Look around your cousin
At the news we're making here
Anybody who is anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's grand slam speakeasy
Hoo-yea, Hoo-yea, oh
Da-Da-Da-Da
See the politician
Sitting by the kitchen
Said he caught his fingers
In the well he was wishing in
Once you get here
Feel the good cheer
Like they say in the poem
Fat Sam ain't humble
But it's your home sweet home
Plans are made here
Games are played here
I could write me a book
Each night astounds you
Rumours are a-buzzin
Stories by the dozen
Look around your cousin
At the news we're making here
Anybody who is anybody
Will soon walk through that door
At Fat Sam's Grand Slam
Speakeasy



Credits
Writer(s): Paul H. Williams
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