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Correct Danny's All-Star Joint Lyrics
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Correct Danny's All-Star Joint
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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 " ('cause 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 Your sisters 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 not becuase I'm dirty, not because I'm clean Not because I kissed a boy behind a magazine... Hey Boys, how bout a fight... Here comes Ricky with her girdle on tight.. She don't know your name, But she knows what you got, fromn your Mazzo balls to the chicken in the pot.. Chicken in the pot... Chicken in the... Dooowwwwowown stairs at Danny's all star joint They got a jukebox that goes Doyte doyte.. Finger snappin delux make ya bee bop Bap... Your a Ivy League... Your a Hep Scat... You can't break the rules until ya know how to play the game If ya 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 belongss.. Ow come on Cecil take a dollar... Come on Cecil take a tip... Do your self a favor if she offers it take it.. But honey don't give it away if she don't appriciate it... Dooown bownt bownt Bownt
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