크레딧

실연 아티스트
Rickie Lee Jones
Rickie Lee Jones
기타
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
아코디언
Arno Lucas
Arno Lucas
백그라운드 보컬
Joe Turanio
Joe Turanio
백그라운드 보컬
Leslie Smith
Leslie Smith
백그라운드 보컬
Matthew Weiner
Matthew Weiner
백그라운드 보컬
Michael McDonald
Michael McDonald
백그라운드 보컬
Red Callender
Red Callender
베이스 기타
Willie Weeks
Willie Weeks
베이스 기타
Jeff Porcaro
Jeff Porcaro
드럼
Mark Stevens
Mark Stevens
드럼
Steve Gadd
Steve Gadd
드럼
Victor Feldman
Victor Feldman
타악기
Fred Tackett
Fred Tackett
기타
Buzz Feiten
Buzz Feiten
기타
Chuck Findley
Chuck Findley
호른
Ernie Watts
Ernie Watts
호른
Tom Scott
Tom Scott
호른
Mac Rebennack
Mac Rebennack
건반
Neil Larsen
Neil Larsen
건반
Ralph Grierson
Ralph Grierson
건반
Randy Kerber
Randy Kerber
건반
Michael Boddicker
Michael Boddicker
신시사이저
랜디 뉴먼
랜디 뉴먼
신시사이저
작곡 및 작사
Rickie Lee Jones
Rickie Lee Jones
송라이터
Johnny Mandel
Johnny Mandel
오케스트레이터
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
오케스트레이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Lenny Waronker
Lenny Waronker
프로듀서
Russ Titelman
Russ Titelman
프로듀서
Lee Herschberg
Lee Herschberg
마스터링 엔지니어
Lloyd Cliff
Lloyd Cliff
엔지니어
Roger Nichols
Roger Nichols
엔지니어
Tom Knox
Tom Knox
엔지니어

가사

Downstairs at Danny's All Star Joint They got a juke box that goes doyt, doyt The vice is nice, it stays in the back all day But when the night-time 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 dollars in my pocket, whatchoo doing?" I holler, "Come on, Cecil, take a dollar Come on, Cecil, take a ten" But I finally get up into a whole bunch of big ones And you're actin' like I'm down shifting 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 O.J" I said, "don't look at me" ('Cause he was lookin' my way) Then, Cecil winks upon him, some juice and some green And the kid walks over and puts the quarter in the pinball machine And he says, "come on, Cec, gimme a dollar Come on Cecil, gimme five I'm in a half way house, on a one way street Ooh, and I'm a quarter past left alive" Ooh, oh He can talk about your people in a wonderful way He can talk about your people 'til your hair turns grey Your sister's into mustard, she loves to walk the pup She like pickles and a relish, she never gets enough Hershey milkshake steamin on a stick Get a Carter Blanche sandwich Oh lettuce get it thick It's not becuase I'm dirty, it's not because I'm clean Not because I kissed the boys behind the magazines Hey boys, how bout a fight? Here comes Ricky with her girdle on tight She don't know your name, she knows what you got From your macho balls to the chicken in the pot Chicken in the pot Chicken in the pot Chicken in the Downstairs at Danny's all star joint They got a jukebox that goes doyt, doyt Finger snappin', delux make ya bee bop bap And your a Ivy league Your hep scat You can't break the rules, until you know how to play the game If you just wanna have a little fun, you can mention my name But keep your feet in the street, your toes in the lawn But keep your business in your pocket baby, that's where it belongs Come on Cecil take a dollar Come on Cecil take a tip Hey, do your self a favor, if she offers it, take it But honey don't give it away, if he don't appreciate it Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, hold up, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Rickie Lee Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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