מילים לשיר 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 o.j" 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 half-way 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 grey.