Lyrics:
School", and "Reelin' In The Years"
Just Me, My Old Man, and Steely Dan
Time goes by, memories pass on, and the real world comes into play
Like a sailor
Paolo Conte that's mine
The '60s Bee Gees
Oh yeah very dark dark recordings trafalgar
So good
I don't know, tough one steely Dan
But I mean
Everybody's talking about Steely Dan
But what about me man
Hey Steely what about me
Steely Dan had a plan
He couldn't get in
He couldn't get out
last van de tijd,
In deze nieuwe wereld, vol mogelijkheid.
Verse 2:
Zoals Steely Dan zong, over dagen zo zoet,
Waar alles mogelijk is, en alles wat
tomorrow
Cruising down to Steely Dan
Playing records with the band
Neon lights that shine on bright
Illuminate a starry night
Mad dogs on a pullout couch
and I demand to listen;
Music was a homeless bastard
Til it found a car to live in,
Cousin to drug abuse, brother to vandalism.
God bless Steely Dan
Rojo cardigan I feel like Jason Dill
This a different type of fabric Kill la Kill
Sipping on alkaline water this is not distilled
Steely Dan
take you take me
Cause pretty baby, you know who I am
I’m your steely dan, your coin-operated wild man
Oh pretty baby won’t you make me say please?
asks "do you know where Steely Dan got their name?"
No, but I think their blend of jazz rock is kinda lame
She takes my arm, says, "do you love me
They got the booze they need
All that money can buy
They got the shapely bods
They got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for the coup-de-gras
They're
Na-na
Saniflush Bud-Bowl makin' me sick
'Cause anybody in a helmet looks just like a dick
Steely Dan rather be a hammer than a nail
The Serbs,
Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan
Live I be killing it man
For how long I survived yo I'm realer than man
Got a soft side but I'm still a man
For me
friends
Anymore
Just pretends
Knows the score
Baby let it roll
She's got a soul ram
In her hand
Never knew
She dug the heavy stuff
Steely Dan
Play
anybody in a helmet looks just like a dick
Steely Dan, rather be hammer than a nail
The Serbs, the Poles, and the check's in the mail
Eat, sleep, live,
how to rock the beat
On what's going on today yo, I gots to speak
I take the stand, yo you could feel me bam
Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan
anybody in a helmet looks just like a dick
Steely Dan, rather be hammer than a nail
The Serbs, the Poles, and the check's in the mail
Eat, sleep, live,
Woman left for another man
Took you're car and a Steely Dan
There's only one thing to do
Keep on walking and don't look back
Head on down
And don't talk about takin me out
'cause I got your girl and I'm makin her shout
Just like a piano I'm really grand
And I got more riffs than Steely Dan
and Dre how to rock the beat
On what's going on today, yo, I gots to speak
I take the stand, yo, you could feel me bam
Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan
friends
Anymore
Just pretends
Knows the score
Baby let it roll
She's got a soul ram
In her hand
Never knew
She dug the heavy stuff
Steely Dan
Play
Na-na
Saniflush Bud-Bowl makin' me sick
'Cause anybody in a helmet looks just like a dick
Steely Dan rather be a hammer than a nail
The Serbs,
on the corner
With the rug inside
They got the booze they need
All that money can buy
They got the shapely bodys
They got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for
Willin' to group sex with Steely Dan
Groot, fuckin' baby Groot
The ghost of Dave Brubeck
Alex Trebek, and Boba Fett
Who's next?
Look out, run through
Willin' to group sex with Steely Dan
Groot, fuckin' baby Groot
The ghost of Dave Brubeck
Alex Trebek, and Boba Fett
Who's next?
All I'm trying to do
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