I was sittin' at the bar sippin' rot gut whiskey and listenin' to "Pine Top Boogie Woogie" being played by the fattest piano player I ever seen. The place was hoppin'. It was a hot Saturday night and half the town had come to the speakeasy to cool way down low. The dance floor was full. Everyone was feelin' the percussive rhythm and hoppin high notes. Everything was so fiiiiine!
Then those god damn coppers shows up to ruin everythin'.