Bertie Higgins - Down at the Blue Moon lyrics

I've been working down South An old Caribbean boy I've been burning the Coast Guard out From St. Pete to St. Croix Now, freedom is my wager Smuggling is my game Cocaine is my pleasure It's about to drive me insane I'm gonna get me a room Down at the Blue Moon I'm gonna get paid I'm gonna get laid I'm gonna get, real, real high Send me a tune Down at the Blue Moon Hey Billy Boys Let's make some noise! Tomorrow we may die I don't wanna get busted Shoot - don't wanna get popped Lord you know I can't be trusted Hell I can't be stopped I've got a pocketful of money That I've been pissing anyway And baby are you my honey Or are you spying for the dammed 'ole DEA I'm gonna get me a room Down at the Blue Moon I'm gonna get paid I'm gonna get laid I'm gonna get, real, real high I'm gonna get me a room Down at the Blue Moon I'm gonna get paid I'm gonna get laid I'm gonna get, real, real high I'm gonna get me a room Down at the Blue Moon I'm gonna get paid I'm gonna get laid I'm gonna get, real, real high Hey how about them King Boys! Hey Manuel, and Kyle Hey Phil Clark! Hey Grundy, Brother John, and Darryl! Hey Brother Larry! Hey Vegas, Ted, Joel! Hey Mad Dog, Limber Neck Hey Dudley Hope you're all doing fine tonight 'Cause I'm feeling good! Awwwwww! I'm gonna get me a room Down at the Blue Moon I'm gonna get paid I'm gonna get laid I'm gonna get, real, real high