Rock it hard, rock it steady

Pick yourself up and get yourself ready

Wave your arms let me hear you yell

We're gonna rap about General Hospi-Tale



It started out in Port Charles town

Where Frank Smith's mob used to hang around

No one could prove that he was a crook

Till Luke stole his little black book



It had names and numbers all in code

So Luke and Laura had to hit the road

They had to find the left-handed boy

Watch their step, they had to be coy



The gold involved was worth so much

Others wanted it like Sally and Hutch

But there's one thing I must confess

Sally was a man who wore a dress



Luke kept his cool, he ain't no fool

He set them both up cold

Well Sally died, Hutch survived

And no one got the gold