Aerosmith - Downtown Charlie

It was one of those elevators that passengers - usually with great caution - operate themselves. The first passenger, a tall, bony man, went into the elevator on the top floor, where he, on behalf of a provincial organization known as the Laddenstahl Cooperative Partnership, visited the office of Grossman and Jenkins, wholesale of shirts. The elevator began to descend, but it was stopped a floor below, and the manager of United Tropical Products Limited opened with a bow the doors in front of the second passenger. The second was neither tall nor bony. He was already a rather elderly gentleman with a broad, clean-shaven face; judging by the figure, he led a sedentary lifestyle, and his whole appearance was betrayed by a man of wealthy and also an American, and, like many wealthy Americans, he looked like thisas if he had been kept in the refrigerator for several years. He stepped into the elevator, nodded to the manager of United Tropical Products, closing the inner and outer doors behind him, and, paying no attention to the tall, bony man, pressed the button labeled "Lobby."