Steely Dan Database
On a so-so day with the best among us selling short and cracking wise And the also ran's are going belly up bust with the dollar signs in their eyes Look at God's good fella in a push position drawing dead on an inside straight Trading three martini lunches at L`upo for a South Beach diet plate I love my job here Hope I don't blow it This is the good life You'd never know it So I hit the the street on the blazing backend of a drop dead margin call Where I take my chances with a black car bandit with the deep Punjabi drawl Now we zoom uptown hurry up slow down til brakes begin to smoke Til my body's broken like the tired punchline of a bad cabdriver joke God bless you Chandalur Singh Thanks for next to nothing Smooth ride notwithstanding All the way all the way all the way all the way home This is my building I stake my claim here Look on the mailbox you can read my middle name here This is my building This is no trash talk This is me standing on my chunk of god's own sidewalk So I settle on down with my brandy snifter and my beak packed full of cake With the Knicks game over and I guess it's time for my poontang popcorn break So I swallow my pride and I dial the number which has never failed up â??til now And the girl on duty says I'm pleased to please you if you'll only tell me how My soul's been broken My skills all rusty Who's young and curious Sleek blonde and busty So a half hour later when the door swings open and she's framed in golden light With a smile on her lips and a song in her heart and a cash-driven appetite As I whisk her bedward in my classic seven and my prospects start to float And I tell myself ain't it lucky buddy that your old man caught the boat Good evening star eyes Your dream has come true Please let me rock you All the way all the way all the way all the way home This is my building You're very new here There's only one thing for a monkey girl to do here This is my building This is no freak thing This is no jokey play on words or tongue in cheek thing My heart was leaking like a sieve Turns out I had one more bang to give Hallelujah honeychile big daddy's gonna live! Ever and ever and ever and ever and more This is my building Can't be improved on So hows about you make like a tree and get a move on This is the real deal This is no fakeout This is the eight PM at God's own bloody steakhouse This is my building, baby (Fo Weal...) Walter Becker and Larry Klein © 2005, 2018 Zeon Music LLC/Strange Cargo/Downtown Music