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Sudetenland Tales
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green leaves; and smelled, as he thought, horrid. He sat down on a chintz covered window seat whence he could see the drive, and get what air there was; and the dog Balthasar who appreciated chintz on hot days, jumped up beside him.
Glamour Profession
Steely Dan
6:05 PM, 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