Walter Becker - Glamour Profession lyrics

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, boy 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