I and Bragger and Junior Lee   That’s the way we always thought it   would be   In the Winston lips of September   How we met,   Decked out like aces   We’d beat anybody’s bet   ’Cause we was Coolsville   ’Cause we was Coolsville      You stick it here   You stick it over there   It never fits   And now the hungry night wants more   and more   And you’re chippyin’ your little kiss   I jumped all his jokers   But he trumped all my tricks   But I swear to God   I thought this one was smart enough   To stick it into Coolsville   And stick it into Coolsville   Ooh, Daddy, stick it into Coolsville      So now it’s J&B and me   That sounds close, but it ain’t the same,   But that’s okay   Hot City don’t hurt that much   When everything feels the same   The real thing come, and the   real thing go   Well, the real thing is back in town,   Ask me if you want to know   The way to Coolsville   I hear you want to go back to Coolsville?   Then come on,   I’ll take you back to Coolsville