Danny's All-Star Joint

Downstairs at Danny's All Star Joint

They got a juke box that goes doyt, doyt

The vice is nice, it stays in the back all day

But when the night-time 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 doing?"

I holler, "Come on, Cecil, take a dollar

Come on, Cecil, take a ten"

But I finally get up into a whole bunch of big ones

And you're actin' like I'm down shifting

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 and he 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)

Then, Cecil winks 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

Ooh, and I'm a quarter past left alive"

Ooh, oh

He can talk about your people in a wonderful way

He can talk about your people 'til your hair turns grey

Your sister's 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's not becuase I'm dirty, it's not because I'm clean

Not because I kissed the boys behind the magazines

Hey boys, how bout a fight?

Here comes Ricky with her girdle on tight

She don't know your name, she knows what you got

From your macho balls to the chicken in the pot

Chicken in the pot

Chicken in the pot

Chicken in the

Downstairs at Danny's all star joint