Danny's All-Star Joint – Rickie Lee Jones: Songtexte, Musikvideos & Konzerte

Danny's All-Star Joint

Rickie Lee Jones

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Danny's All-Star Joint wurde am 8. März 1979 von Other Side of Desire, LLC als Teil des Albums Rickie Lee Jones veröffentlicht

AlbumRickie Lee Jones

8. März 1979

LabelOther Side of Desire, LLC

SpracheEnglish

BPM143

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Songtexte

[Verse 1]

Downstairs at Danny's all-star joint

They've got a jukebox that goes doyt-doyt

The vice is nice, it stays in the back all day

But when the nighttime comes, hey-hey

There's this cat down there that makes a bad kinda soup

I come around struttin' my luck in my shoop coupe

Cecil gives me coffee and he won't never take my coin

I say, "I got thirty dollar in my pocket! Whatchoo doin'?"

[Chorus]

I holler, "Come on, Cecil, take a dollar

Come on, Cecil, take a ten

Well, I've finally geared up into a whole buncha big ones

And you're actin' like I'm down-shiftin'"

[Verse 2]

He knows all the under-riders on the boulevard

They got to barefoot cruise when it's forty-weight hard

They look particularly dead-beat, permanently pale

Cecil picks up his butcher knife and he waves it at the jail

The kid say, "I ain't got no dough, Joe, I just want some OJ"

I said, "Don't look at me", 'cause he was lookin' my way

Well, Cecil winks upon him some juice and some green

And the kid walks over and puts a quarter in the pinball machine

[Chorus]

And he says, "Come on, Cec, gimme a dollar

Come on Cecil, gimme five

I'm in a halfway house on a one-way street

And I'm a quarter past left alive"

[Bridge]

He can talk about your people in a wonderful way

He can talk about your people till your hair turns grey

Your sister's into mustard, she loves to walk the pup

She likes the pickles and the relish, she never gets enough

A Hershey milkshake steamin' on a stick

Or a Carte Blanche sandwich, oh, lettuce get thick

It's not because I'm dirty, it's not because I'm clean

It's not because I kiss the boys behind the magazines

Hey boys, how 'bout a fight?

'Cause here comes Rickie with the girdle on tight

And if she don't know your name, she knows what you got

From your matzo balls to the chicken-in-the-pot

Chicken-in-the-pot

Chicken-in-the-pot

Chicken

[Verse 3]

Downstairs at Danny's all star joint

They got a jukebox that goes doyt-doyt

A finger-snappin' deluxe to make your bebop bap

And your R&B go hep-scat

You can't break the rules until you know how to play the game

But if you just wanna have a little fun, you can mention my name

Keep your feet in the street, your toes in the lawn

But keep your business in your pocket, mister, that's where it belongs

[Chorus]

Come on Cecil, take a dollar

Ah, come on Cecil, take a tip

Hey, do yourself a favor, if she offers it, take it

But, honey, don't give it away if he don't appreciate it

Written by: Rickie Lee Jones

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