Donald Fagen - Good Stuff lyrics

rate me

I walked into Looney’s

Tired and tied

Me and my Julie

Been fightin’ all night

Bankroll don’t like it

When I come in late

We got a big beef

With the Sulking Son

We must liquidate

We cab down to the Same Mart

For Lookey Luke

They all lounging in the lobby

Then we do what we come to do

Lotsy goes down easy

Moe takes it in the face

Weinberg Brothers

Run for cover

Squirtin’ metal all over the place

There’s a special satisfaction

When a job comes off so right

Better break out the Good Stuff

The Boss wants to party all night

My Julie’s in the chorus

On Mr. Zigfield’s stage

My little canary

In a golden cage

I’m goofy and

But she runs hot and cold

It’s a relief to get marchin’ orders

And just do just what I’m told

Tonight we jack the convoy

Two hundred barrel run

Trucked in from Agooey

In East Patterson

Roll in ‘round midnight

Deliver to the Speaks

All out bubble, no trouble

Whole crew gets to get their beats

There’s a special satisfaction

When a job comes off so right

Better break out the Good Stuff

The Boss wants to party all night

It’s just about dawn

When I finally get home

I find my Twist

With that punk Johnny Rome

So I popped ‘em both

And I ankle downtown

To a hot pass in a

Need to kick that around

There’s a special satisfaction

When a job comes off so right

Better break out the Good Stuff

The Boss wants to party all night