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[Sung with an exaggerated thick Yiddish accent. The Tune is Eddy Grant's Electric Avenue with some small adaptation.][Man trying to cross the street, lots of car and motorcycle noises.]Oy vey!Oy a broch!Oy vey!Oy vey! Broch!Now on my street there’s a deliThe owner’s got some kind of nerveIf the herring and onions don’t kill youYou’ll die of old age 'til you're served.Gotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueYou wouldn’t believe the knishesGotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueThat’s where I buy my smoked fishesHey you maniac with a motorcycle, watch it!The waitress, her name is SadieA very talkative girlIf words were like silver dollars,She’d be the richest girl in the worldLetras de cancionesYou gotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueIt must be next to China on the mapGotta schlep down to Fairfax Avenue'Cause you wouldn’t believe all the JAPsIn Fairfax they have dancesBut when they talk about breakdancingIt means they’ve broken their necksOy!Now on the street there’s a doctorWho specializes in brisHe doesn’t make too much on salaryBut you wouldn’t believe all the tipsGotta boogie boogie schmoogie down to Fairfax AvenueThe beggars are real superstarsGotta boogie boogie schmoogie down to Fairfax AvenueThey take money, checks, and credit cardsI got a cousin who does brisesHe said if you wanna be good, there are no shortcutsDown on the avenueDown on the avenueGotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueYou wouldn’t believe the knishesGotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueThat’s where I buy my smoked fishesDown on the avenueDown on the avenueDown on the avenueOy!Down on the avenueGotta schlep down to Fairfax AvenueIt must be next to China on the mapGotta schlep down to Fairfax Avenue'Cause you wouldn’t believe all the JAPs From Letras Mania