| Song | Mermaid's Avenue |
| Artist | The Klezmatics |
| Album | Wonder Wheel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Guthrie, London | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the street | |
| Where the fast and slow folks meet, | |
| Where the cold ones meet the hot ones | |
| Just a block from Coney's beach. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the place | |
| Where the wolves and haybags chase | |
| In big fur coats and bathing suits | |
| They're in the raggeldy race | |
| But there's never been a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| No, I've never seen a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| I've seen hags and wags and witches; | |
| And I've seen a shark or two | |
| My five years that I've lived along | |
| Old Mermaid's Avenue | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the street | |
| Where the lox and bagles meet, | |
| Where the hot dog meets the mustard | |
| Where the sour meets the sweet; | |
| Where the beer flows to the ocean | |
| (Where the halvah meets the pickle) | |
| Where the wine runs to the sea; | |
| Why they call it Mermaid Avenue | |
| That's more than I can see. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the street | |
| Where the saint and sinners meet; | |
| Where the grey hair meets the wave curls | |
| Where the cops don't ever sleep; | |
| Where they pay some cops to stop you | |
| When you hit that Sea Gate gate; | |
| Where them bulls along that wire fence | |
| Scare the mermaids all away | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the street | |
| Where the sun and storm clouds meet; | |
| Where the ocean meets that rockwall | |
| Where the boardwalk meets the beach; | |
| Where the prettiest of the maidulas | |
| Leave their legprints in that sand | |
| Just beneath our lovesoaked boardwalk | |
| With the bravest of our lads. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that's the street | |
| Where all colors of goodfolks meet; | |
| Where the smokefish meets the pretzel | |
| Where the borscht sounds like the seas; | |
| This is where hot Mexican Chili | |
| Meets Chop Suey and meatballs sweet; | |
| Mermaid Avenue she's a nervous jerk | |
| But, still, she's hard to beat. |
| zuo ci : Guthrie, London | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the fast and slow folks meet, | |
| Where the cold ones meet the hot ones | |
| Just a block from Coney' s beach. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the place | |
| Where the wolves and haybags chase | |
| In big fur coats and bathing suits | |
| They' re in the raggeldy race | |
| But there' s never been a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| No, I' ve never seen a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| I' ve seen hags and wags and witches | |
| And I' ve seen a shark or two | |
| My five years that I' ve lived along | |
| Old Mermaid' s Avenue | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the lox and bagles meet, | |
| Where the hot dog meets the mustard | |
| Where the sour meets the sweet | |
| Where the beer flows to the ocean | |
| Where the halvah meets the pickle | |
| Where the wine runs to the sea | |
| Why they call it Mermaid Avenue | |
| That' s more than I can see. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the saint and sinners meet | |
| Where the grey hair meets the wave curls | |
| Where the cops don' t ever sleep | |
| Where they pay some cops to stop you | |
| When you hit that Sea Gate gate | |
| Where them bulls along that wire fence | |
| Scare the mermaids all away | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the sun and storm clouds meet | |
| Where the ocean meets that rockwall | |
| Where the boardwalk meets the beach | |
| Where the prettiest of the maidulas | |
| Leave their legprints in that sand | |
| Just beneath our lovesoaked boardwalk | |
| With the bravest of our lads. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where all colors of goodfolks meet | |
| Where the smokefish meets the pretzel | |
| Where the borscht sounds like the seas | |
| This is where hot Mexican Chili | |
| Meets Chop Suey and meatballs sweet | |
| Mermaid Avenue she' s a nervous jerk | |
| But, still, she' s hard to beat. |
| zuò cí : Guthrie, London | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the fast and slow folks meet, | |
| Where the cold ones meet the hot ones | |
| Just a block from Coney' s beach. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the place | |
| Where the wolves and haybags chase | |
| In big fur coats and bathing suits | |
| They' re in the raggeldy race | |
| But there' s never been a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| No, I' ve never seen a mermaid here | |
| On Mermaid Avenue | |
| I' ve seen hags and wags and witches | |
| And I' ve seen a shark or two | |
| My five years that I' ve lived along | |
| Old Mermaid' s Avenue | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the lox and bagles meet, | |
| Where the hot dog meets the mustard | |
| Where the sour meets the sweet | |
| Where the beer flows to the ocean | |
| Where the halvah meets the pickle | |
| Where the wine runs to the sea | |
| Why they call it Mermaid Avenue | |
| That' s more than I can see. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the saint and sinners meet | |
| Where the grey hair meets the wave curls | |
| Where the cops don' t ever sleep | |
| Where they pay some cops to stop you | |
| When you hit that Sea Gate gate | |
| Where them bulls along that wire fence | |
| Scare the mermaids all away | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where the sun and storm clouds meet | |
| Where the ocean meets that rockwall | |
| Where the boardwalk meets the beach | |
| Where the prettiest of the maidulas | |
| Leave their legprints in that sand | |
| Just beneath our lovesoaked boardwalk | |
| With the bravest of our lads. | |
| Mermaid Avenue that' s the street | |
| Where all colors of goodfolks meet | |
| Where the smokefish meets the pretzel | |
| Where the borscht sounds like the seas | |
| This is where hot Mexican Chili | |
| Meets Chop Suey and meatballs sweet | |
| Mermaid Avenue she' s a nervous jerk | |
| But, still, she' s hard to beat. |