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Everything You Did (Letra)

Steely Dan

Steely Dan

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Where did the bastard run
Is he still around
Now you gotta tell me everything you did baby
I’m gonna get a gun
Shoot the lover down
Are you gonna tell me everything you did baby
Traces are everywhere
In our happy home
Now you better tell me everything you did baby
I jumped out of my easy chair
It was not my own
Now i want to hear about everything you did baby

I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later
Turn up the eagles the neighbors are listening

You know how people talk
I wonder what they say
I think you better tell me everything you did baby

I never knew you
You were a roller skater
You gonna show me later

You never came to me
When you were so inclined
Yes you could have told me everything you did baby
I know where baby’s at
I know your filthy mind
Now you’re gonna do me everything you did baby

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Everything You Did (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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

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
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

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
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