Tunie: Danny's All-Star Joint

About

by Rickie Lee Jones.

Downstairs at Danny's all-star joint

They got a jukebox that goes doyt-doyt

The vice is nice, he stays 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 deadbeat

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 winks upon him some juice and some greens

And the kid walks over and puts a 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

Your sister's into mustard

She loves to walk the pub

She got the pickles and the relish and never gets enough

A Hershey milkshake steamin' on a stick

For a carte blanche sandwich

Oh, lettuce get thick

It's not because I'm dirty

It's not because I'm clean

It's not because I kiss the boys behind a magazine

I say, "Hey boys, how 'bout a fight?"

'Cuz here comes Rickie with a girdle on tight.

If she don't know your name,

She knows what you got

From your matzoh balls

To the chicken-in-the-pot...

chicken-in-the-pot...

chicken-in-the-pot...

Downstairs at Danny's All-Star Joint

They got a jukebox that goes doyt-doyt

A finger-snappin' deluxe'll make your be-bop bap

And your R&B go hep-scat

You can't break the rules until you know how to play the game,

But if you just want to have a little fun

You can mention my name

Keep your feet in the street

Your toes in the lawn

But keep your business in your pocket

This is it where it belongs.

Come on Cecil, take a dollar

Come on Cecil, take a tip

Do yourself a favor: if she offers it - take it

But honey, don't give it away if he don't appreciate it.