green book

• bir steely dan sarkısı.
  
  my coat is black and the moon is yellow
  here is where ı get off
  as you can see for yourself old girl in the green book
  ı tango down to the smoky lobby
  my eyes adjust to the light
  the new cashier looks like jill st. john
  can that be right?
  ı'm rolling into the bar at joey's
  they're getting ready to close
  and here she comes very "kiss me deadly"
  my life, my love, my third hand rose
  flash ahead to a yummy playback
  just you and me in a room
  double dreaming a page at a time in the green book
  
  the torso rocks and the eyes are keepers
  now where'd we sample those legs?
  ı'm thinking marilyn 4.0 in the green book
  ı like the neon ı love the music
  anachronistic but nice
  the seamless segue from fun to fever
  ıt's a sweet device
  ı'm so in love with this dirty city
  this crazy grid of desire
  the festive icons along the way
  the boardwalk, the lovers, the house on fire
  she's kinda cute but a little younger
  she's got the mood and the moves
  ıt's kinda scary to dig yourself in the green book