Doubleback Alley - The Rutles

People were proud in Doubleback Alley

Neighbors were loud, but ever so pally

People would shout, joking about

The smoke and the soot, Mother would put

The milk bottles out

We had a good time in Doubleback Alley

With fences to climb, and Father O’Malley

To clip your ear, and steer you clear

Of the funny man in the ice cream van

Who talked so queer

Doubleback Alley takes me back and in my mind I see

Happy, smiling faces if I flog my memory

Plenty to do in Doubleback Alley

Play peek-a-boo with Saccharine Sally

Bouncing a ball against a wall

Showing her drawers, «You come indoors!»

Her dad would call

(Aaaaaah)

(La la la laaaaaa)

(Laaaaaa)

(La la la laaaaaa)

Doubleback Alley takes me back

And in my mind I see

Happy, smiling faces if I flog my memory

Stinking of gin in Doubleback Alley

Grinning a grin in Doubleback Alley

Kick a dustbin, bingo to win

Windows to break, Mother would take

The milk bottles in

Doubleback Alley takes me back

And in my mind I see

Happy, smiling faces if I flog my memory

Doubleback Alley takes me back

And in my mind I see

Happy, smiling faces if I flog my memory

Doubleback Alley