

(yeah) (one two, one two) (uh-huh)
Meet me down at twelve-ten Broadway,
where the grown folks groove No drama in the room,
just the way that we move We tucked out of the way,
keeping everything low Where the stories of the block naturally flow Buffet
on the table, cards slide on the felt Dealing with the hands
that we all have been dealt
Every single Friday, yeah we keep it in stride With the neighborhood
family standing right by our side
Yeah, we moving it up now
Watch the room lift up (get ready,
get ready)
Twelve-ten Broadway, yeah we out of the way Where the grown folks
groove and the cards start to play Twelve-ten Broadway,
keeping it clean Realest spot in the city that you ever have
seen
(grown folks groove)
We don't need the bright scene to enjoy our night Underneath the
dim room we keep our future bright Every Friday ritual,
the table is set Laughter in the air,
yeah the best one yet Only real ones enter when we open
the door Respect is the currency,
we don't ask for more So shuffle up the deck,
let the record rotate In the heart of the city where we
cultivate
Yeah, you know where to find us
On the avenue (watch it
lift, watch it lift)
Twelve-ten Broadway, yeah we out of the way Where the grown folks
groove and the cards start to play Twelve-ten Broadway,
keeping it clean Realest spot in the city that you ever have
seen (grown folks groove)
Twelve-ten Broadway... (yeah, we out of the way)
(every Friday)
(grown folks groove)