Artist: Steely Dan Album: Gaucho {1980}

Drive west on Sunset to the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we're out of town
This is no one night stand, it's a real occasion
Close your eyes and you'll be there
It's everything they say, the end of a perfect day
Distant lights from across the bay

Babylon sisters, shake it
Babylon sisters, shake it
So fine so young, tell me I'm the only one

Here come those Santa Ana winds again

We'll jog with show folk on the sand
Drink kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now that it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap but it's not free, that I'm not what I used to be
And that love's not a game for three

Babylon sisters, shake it
Babylon sisters, shake it
So fine so young, tell me I'm the only one

Here come those Santa Ana winds again

My friends say, "No, don't go for that cotton candy
Son you're playing with fire."
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn from the point of no return

Babylon sisters, shake it
Babylon sisters, shake it
So fine so young, tell me I'm the only one

You got to shake it, baby, you got to shake it, baby
You got to shake it
You got to shake it, baby, you got to shake it, baby
You got to shake it

Way back when in '67
I was the dandy of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston, so young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale - where the hell am I

Hey Nineteen
No we can't dance together - we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all
Please take me along when you slide on down

Hey Nineteen, that's 'Retha Franklin
She don't remember the Queen of Soul
It's hard times befallen the sole survivors
She thinks I'm crazy but I'm just growing old

Hey Nineteen
No we got nothing in common - we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all
Please take me along when you slide on down

Nice
Sure looks good
Skate a little lower now

The Cuervo Gold, the fine Columbian
Make tonight a wonderful thing, say it again
The Cuervo Gold, the fine Columbian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
The Cuervo Gold, the fine Columbian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

No we can't dance together, no we can't talk at all

6:05 outside the stadium
Special delivery for Hoops McCann
Brut and charisma poured from the shadow where he stood
Looking good - he's a crowd pleasing man

One on one he's schoolyard Superman
Crashing the backboard he's Jungle Jim, again
When it's all over we'll make some calls from my car
We're a star - it's a glamour profession, the L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun under the sun, boys

All aboard the Carib Cannibal
Off to Barbados just for the ride
Jack with his radar stalking the dread moray eel
At the wheel with his Eurasian bride
On the town we dress for action
Celluloid bikers is Friday's theme
I drove the Chrysler, watched from the darkness while they danced
I'm the one - it's a glamour profession
I'm the one - the L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun under the sun, boys

Hollywood I know your middle name
Who inspires your fabled fools - that's my claim to fame

Jive Miguel, he's in from Bogota
Meet me at midnight at Mr. Chow's
Szechuan dumplings after the deal has been done
I'm the one - it's a glamour profession
I'm the one - the L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun under the sun, boys
Illegal fun under the sun, boys

Just when I say, "Boy we can't miss."
You are golden, then you do this
You say this guy is so cool
Snapping his fingers like a fool
One more expensive kiss-off - who do you think I am

Lord I know you're a special friend
But you don't seem to understand
We got heavy rollers, I think you should know
Try again tomorrow

Can't you see they're laughing at me
Get rid off him - I don't care what you do at home 
Would you care to explain

Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing in your spangled leather poncho
And your elevator shoes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome

What I tell you back down the line
I'll scratch your back, you can scratch mine
No, he can't sleep on the floor
What do you think I'm yelling for
I'll drop him near the freeway - doesn't he have a home

Lord I know you're a special friend
But you refuse to understand
You're a nasty schoolboy with no place to go
Try again tomorrow

Don't tell me he'll wait in the car
Look at you - holding hands with the man from Rio
Would you care to explain

Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing in your spangled leather poncho
With the studs that match your eyes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome

Son, you better be ready for love
On this glory day 
This is your chance to believe
What I've got to say

Keep your eyes on the sky
Put a dollar in the kitty 
Don't the moon look pretty

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind - time out of mind

I am holding a mystical sphere
It's direct from Lhasa 
Where people are rolling in the snow
Far from the world we know

Children, we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind - time out of mind

Children, we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind

The wind was driving in my face
The smell of prickly pear
My rival - show me my rival
The milk truck eased into my space
Somebody screamed somewhere

I struck a match against the door
Of Anthony's Bar and Grill 
I was the whining stranger
A fool in love with time to kill

I've got detectives on his case
They filmed the whole charade
My rival - show me my rival
He's got a scar across his face
He wears a hearing aid

Sure, he's a jolly roger
Until he answers for his crime
Yes, I'll match him whim for whim now

I still recall when I first held
Your tiny hand in mine
My rival - show me my rival
I loved you more than I can tell
But now it's stomping time

Sure, he's a jolly roger
Until he answers for his crime
Yes I'll match him whim for whim now

Johnny's playroom is a bunker filled with sand
He's become a third world man
Smoky Sunday, he's been mobilized since dawn
Now he's crouching on the lawn
He's a third world man

Soon you'll throw down your disguise
We'll see behind those bright eyes
By and by, when the sidewalks are safe
For the little guy

I saw the fireworks, I believed that I was dreaming 
Till the neighbors came out screaming
He's a third world man

Soon you'll throw down your disguise
We'll see behind those bright eyes
By and by, when the sidewalks are safe
For the little guy

When he's crying out I just sing that Ghana Rondo
E l'era del terzo mondo
He's a third world man

He's a third world man
He's a third world man