People were proud in Doubleback Alley Neighbors were loud but ever so pally
People would shout, joking about the smoke and the soot not filled with books,
And milk bottles out

We had a good time in Doubleback Alley The fences we'd climb and Father O'Maly
He'd clip your ear and steer you clear of the funny man in the Ice Cream van
Who talked so queer

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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 Zach or with Sally
Bouncing a ball against a wall Showing your drawers You come indoors
Get out the cold

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Stinking of Gin in Doubleback Alley Grinning a grin in Doubleback Alley
Kick it a spin, then go to win Give us a break, Mother would it take
The milk bottles in

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