Jim, thanks for posting MY SUGAR IS SO REFINED. I can hear a squeaky echo of Johnny Mercer's voice coming out of our old radio.

Here's an appropriate verse and bridge from "The Gentrification Blues":

Well, I looked out the windows, I looked in the doors –
They were hanging up the chandeliers and sanding the floors;
I got the gentri---, gentrification blues;
The rent sign said "$550, one floor through."

Bridge B:

Now we've got Haagen-Daze ice cream and the New York Times,
'Cause the real estate agents brought in their own kind;
But good-bye to Bustelo and the people who drink it;
Good-bye to integration and the people who think it.


Charley Noble