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Danny's All-Star Joint Karaoke - Rickie Lee Jones

This title is a cover version of Danny's All-Star Joint as made famous by Rickie Lee Jones

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 143 BPM)

In the same key as the original: E

Duration: 04:07 - Sample at: 01:13

Release date: 1979
Genres: Rock, Blues, In English
Original songwriter: Rickie Lee Jones

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Danny's All-Star Joint

Ooh, downstairs at
Danny's all-star joint they got a jukebox 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 where that makes a bad kinda soup
I come around struttin' my luck in my shoop coupe
Cecil gives a coffee 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
But I've finally geared into a whole bunch of big ones
And you're actin' like I'm down-shiftin'
Oh, they know 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 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 'cos he was lookin' my way
And Cecil wink upon him some juice and some green and the kid walks over and puts a quarter pinball machine
And he says
Come on Cecil, gimme a dollar
Come on Cecil, gimme five
I'm in a half-way house on a one-way street
Cool and I'm quarter past left alive
Ooh
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Well 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 pickles and a relish she never gets enough
Hershey milkshake steamin' on a stick
Get a hart lamb Sandwiches
Oh, lettuce get it thick
It's not because I'm dirty
It's not because I'm clean
Not because I kissed a boy behind a magazine
He said
Hey Boys, how 'bout a fight
'Cos here comes Ricky with her girdle on tight
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
Dow wow wow stairs at
Danny's all star joint
They got a jukebox that goes doyt-doyt
Finger snappin' delux and make you bee bop bop bee
You're R&B love
Hep scat
You can't break the rules until ya know how to play the game
If ya 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 where it belongs
Come on Cecil, take a dollar
Uh, come on Cecil take a tip
Uh, hey
Do yourself a favor if she offers it take it but honey don't give it away if he don't appreciate it
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