Danny's All-Star Joint - Rickie Lee Jones

    Downstairs at Danny's all-star joint
    They got a juke box that goes doyt-doyt
    The vice is nice, they stay 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 dollars in my pocket!
    Whatchoo doin'? "

    I holler, "Come on, Cecil, take a dollar!
    Come on, Cecil, take a ten!
    I've finally geared up into a whole buncha big ones
    And you're actin' like I'm down-shiftin' "

    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
    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 " ( Cuz he was lookin' my way)
    Cecil wink 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 halfway house on a one-way street
    And I'm a quarter past left alive"
    He can talk about your people in a wonderful way
    He can talk about your people 'til your hair turns gray


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