歌曲 | Daddy Don't Live in That New York City No More |
歌手 | Steely Dan |
专辑 | Katy Lied |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Becker, Fagen | |
Daddy don't live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He don't celebrate Sunday on a Saturday night | |
No more | |
Daddy don't need no lock and key | |
For the piece he stowed | |
Out on Avenue D | |
Daddy don't live in that New York City | |
No more | |
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
He don't travel on down to the neighborhood | |
Liquor store | |
Lucy still loves her coke and rum | |
But she sits alone | |
'Cause her daddy can't come | |
Daddy don't drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
Driving like a fool out to Hackensack | |
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack | |
He says I gotta see a joker | |
And I'll be right back | |
Daddy don't live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He can't get tight every night | |
Pass out on the barroom floor | |
Daddy can't get no fine cigar | |
But we know you're smoking | |
Wherever you are | |
Daddy don't live in that New York City | |
No more |
zuo ci : Becker, Fagen | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He don' t celebrate Sunday on a Saturday night | |
No more | |
Daddy don' t need no lock and key | |
For the piece he stowed | |
Out on Avenue D | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
Daddy don' t drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
He don' t travel on down to the neighborhood | |
Liquor store | |
Lucy still loves her coke and rum | |
But she sits alone | |
' Cause her daddy can' t come | |
Daddy don' t drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
Driving like a fool out to Hackensack | |
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack | |
He says I gotta see a joker | |
And I' ll be right back | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He can' t get tight every night | |
Pass out on the barroom floor | |
Daddy can' t get no fine cigar | |
But we know you' re smoking | |
Wherever you are | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more |
zuò cí : Becker, Fagen | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He don' t celebrate Sunday on a Saturday night | |
No more | |
Daddy don' t need no lock and key | |
For the piece he stowed | |
Out on Avenue D | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
Daddy don' t drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
He don' t travel on down to the neighborhood | |
Liquor store | |
Lucy still loves her coke and rum | |
But she sits alone | |
' Cause her daddy can' t come | |
Daddy don' t drive in that Eldorado | |
No more | |
Driving like a fool out to Hackensack | |
Drinking his dinner from a paper sack | |
He says I gotta see a joker | |
And I' ll be right back | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more | |
He can' t get tight every night | |
Pass out on the barroom floor | |
Daddy can' t get no fine cigar | |
But we know you' re smoking | |
Wherever you are | |
Daddy don' t live in that New York City | |
No more |