Lenny Valentino

There were mourners on the street of every shape and size
The motorcade came down from Redondo
Assassins on the corner tried to throw you a line
You dirty-mouth comic Rodolfo
Lenny Valentino resideThe Pope renounced you as the real one
Lazarus decided to rise
The twentieth century had only begun
Ladies adverted their eyes
Lenny Valentino resideJohn Judnich in the bathroom reading the law
Kitty in the hall with your mother
The girls are sick and tired of your, blah, blah, blah
Some beat-kid said
There' no other and that' Lenny Valentino reside