Blackpatch - Laura Nyro

Invitations to my party, send Jones an inviting card

He got his mean streak from the gutter, got his kindness from God

Now tugboats paint the river, carry coal to the city in white dock liners

Happiness on the uptown side at my party in the morning tide

Oo, la, la, la, blackpatch.

Oo, la, la, la, blackpatch.

Oo, la, la, la,

blackpatch

In blackpatch, in blackpatch

Clothespins on wash ropes, window to window tie

Socks and bells and nightgowns, tassels in the morning, tassels in the morning

sky

People are you ready (ready ready)…

Womanchild on the side street, flashing in blackpatch

Lipstick on her reefer, waiting for a match