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McNally's Row of Flats Mick Moloney Original Lyrics (Harrington and Hart) Down in Bottle Alley lived Timothy McNally A wealthy politician and a gentleman at that Beloved by the ladies, the garsoons (boys), and the babies That occupy the building called McNally's Row of Flats. Chorus - And it's Ireland and Italy, Jerusalem and Germany, Chinese and Africans and a paradise for rats. All Jumbled up together in the snow and rainy weather They constitute the tenants in McNally's Row of flats. That great conglomeration of men from every nation The tower of Babylonium it couldn't equal that A Peculiar institution where the brogues without dilution They Rattled on together in McNally's Row of Flats. Chorus- And it's Ireland and Italy, Jerusalem and Germany, Chinese and Africans and a paradise for rats. All Jumbled up together in the snow and rainy weather They constitute the tenants in McNally's Row of flats. Music Solo Bags of rags and papers, tramps and other sleepers, Italian lazzaronies and lots of hungry cats Lyin on the benches an dyin there by inches From the open ventilation in McNally's Row of Flats Chorus- And it's Ireland and Italy, Jerusalem and Germany, Chinese and Africans and a paradise for rats. All Jumbled up together in the snow and rainy weather They constitute the tenants in McNally's Row of flats. It never was expected that the rent would be collected They levied on the furniture, the bedding, and the slats It's then you'd see the rally as they battled down ...