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stairs at Dan ny’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 night (CN.C.)time comes,

hey, hey.

There’s this (A)cat down there that makes this bad kind a soup.

I come a (E)round, strut tin’ my luck in my shoop coupe.

Ce cil (B7)gives me cof fee and he won’t nev er take my coin.

I say, “I got (A)thir (CN.C.)ty dol lars in my pock et!

What choo do’n’?” I hol ler, (E7)“Come on, Ce cil, take a dol lar!

Come on, Ce cil, take a ten!

Well, I’ve fi n’lly geared up in to a whole bunch a big ones, and you’re act in’ like I’m down shift in’.”

He knows

stairs at Dan ny’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 night (CN.C.)time comes,

hey, hey.

There’s this (A)cat down there that makes this bad kind a soup.

I come a (E)round, strut tin’ my luck in my shoop coupe.

Ce cil (B7)gives me cof fee and he won’t nev er take my coin.

I say, “I got (A)thir (CN.C.)ty dol lars in my pock et!

What choo do’n’?” I hol ler, (E7)“Come on, Ce cil, take a dol lar!

Come on, Ce cil, take a ten!

Well, I’ve fi n’lly geared up in to a whole bunch a big ones, and you’re act in’ like I’m down shift in’.”

He knows live.”

He can (E)talk (CN.C.)a bout your peo ple in a won der ful way.

(Eb)He can (E)talk (CN.C.)a bout your peo ple till your hair turns grey.

Your (E)talk (CN.C.)a bout your peo ple in a won der ful way.

(Eb)He can (E)talk (CN.C.)a bout your peo ple till your hair turns grey.

Your gir dle on tight.

(Eb)And if she (E)don’t (CN.C.)know your name, she knows what you got, from your mat zo balls to (B)the (CN.C.)chick en in the pot, chick en in the pot, chick en in the pot, chick en in the… Down

don’t ap pre ci ate it.