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Best of the Asylum Years
Volume Two

  • This Hotel Room
  • Bobby Don't Stop
  • Men Who Love Women Who Love Men
  • That's What Friends Are For
  • Just Lucky I Guess
  • My Old Man
  • Video Tape
  • Danger
  • Door Number Three
  • I Can't Sleep
  • You Can Turn To Me
  • Spoon River
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    This Hotel Room

    Steve Goodman Steve Goodman -Vocols, Accoustic Guitar Steve Burgh - Acousftc Guitar Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass Sheldon lm Plotkin - Drums Jeff Gotcheon - Piano Jethro Burns - Mandolin Jack The Bear - Cornets Ken Bloom - Boss Clarinet, Clarinet This hotel room's got a lot of stuff, A laundry bag and a shoe-shine cloth, Thirty-two hangers, and a touch-tone phone, With a light that comes on, when I ain't home. I ain't home, I ain't home, you better leave a message, 'Cause I ain't home. They got an air conditioner for when I'm hot And a radiator for when I'm not Two big chairs siffin' side by side With the Holy Bible and the TV Guide. TV Guide, TV Guide, great god almighty, It's a TV Guide. I got a second story view from curb to curb I got a sign that says do not disturb A monogram towel and a bucket of ice. A chest of drawers and a mirror that lies. A mirror that lies; a mirror that lies. That can't be me and it's a mirror that lies. They got a room service menu for food and drink, A porcelain throne and aluminum sink, Two big pillows to rest my head, And magic fingers on a king size bed Put in the quarter, turn out the light Magic fingers make you feel all right. Feel all right, feel all right, Magic fingers make you feel all right. This old hotel's all right with me They pay the postage if you lose the key This hotel room's got a lot of stuff But I believe I've had enough. I called my baby, said don't you pout I'm packin' my bags and I'm checkin' out Just as soon as you hang up the telephone Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home Comin' home, comin' home, Stick a candle in the window I'm comin' home. Big Ears Music/Red Pajamas Music (ASCAP)

    Bobby Don't Stop

    Words and music by Steve Goodman & Bill La Bounty Here it is Friday Drowning my troubles Knocking down the doubles 'cause it's happy hour Over in the corner, an old piano Bobby knows how great those old songs are He will play your request for a drink or a dollar Bop and boogie woogie and they all sound nice But it doesn't matter how you holler Bobby never plays the same thing twice Bobby Don't Stop Cause we're just getting started on Something so hot and it feels so right You give all that you've got For the broken hearted lovers and losers Who are crying tonight Saturday night and Bobby's still cookin'. He plays that piano like there's no tomorrow The crowd is shoutin'; everyone of them cookin' For some song they need to ease their sorrow All of a sudden it's Sunday morning Last call but you can't say when now Bobby play us one more song That will tide us over 'till The next weekend 01980 Big Ears Music, Inc /Red Pajamas Music, In,. ASCAP and Captain Crysta1 Music BMI Vocals: Steve Goodman Acoustic & Electric Guitars: Brian Ray Acoustic Piano & Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott Bass: Rick Chudacoff Drums & Handclaps: Peter Bunetta Percussion: Alan Estes Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno Lucas

    Men Who Love Women Who Love Men

    Steve Goodman Down on forty-second street Where the elite all retreat to greet You can see them coming from everywhere Every kind of man and woman you will find there There are men who love women who love men Women who love women every now and then There are men who love men Because they can't pretend they are Men who love women who love men There are those who make love for pay There are those who make love anyway Over in the bar with a bottle of scotch There are those who rather just watch There are those who make love to machines That don't talk back and are easy to clean There are those who will tell you out loud That they can only make love in a crowd In the pursuit of true love's joy Boys will be girls and girls will be boys But it's so hard to know what to do When you don't know who you're talking to PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album High and Outside Copyright 1979 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red PaiaM85 Music, Inc. CASCAP)

    That's What Friends Are For

    (Steve Goodman, Steve Burgh, Jim Rothermel & Jeff Gutcheon) How to hide your feeling is the first thing that you learn When you cannot tell the truth to whom it may concern When you fall in love with your closest friend And she's not in love with you You get caught in the middle If she can't pretend that she feels the same about you But whenever someone breaks her heart She comes knocking at your door She knows she can count on you After all that's what friends are for Friends are the ones who hold you up When the whole world is letting you down Friends are the ones you turn to for love When lovers can't be found I wish I knew how to tell her I'm her friend and something more But some things are better left unsaid And, after all, that's what friends are for That's what friends are for PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS, AND STEVE BUR(3H From the album Words Vk- Can Dance To Copyright 1976 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. ASCAP

    Just Lucky I Guess

    Steve Goodman Just lucky I guess I could have fallen for you I never realized how much I wanted to How in the world did my heart Get into such a mess? It wasn't easy I was just lucky I guess It was something in the air I never gave it a thought But just a minute there And I just might get caught In the nick of time you Smiled and I confessed That was a close one, I was Just lucky I guess I thought I had it all arranged I was just coasting when I met you Then you put an end to my Bragging and boasting And baby won't you please tell me What I have done to stand half a chance To change my luck with you because You hold the key to my happiness How did I let that happen? I was just lucky I guess PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album High And Outside Copyright 1979 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas, Inc. (ASCAP)

    My Old Man

    Steve Goodman I miss my old man tonite and I wish he was here with me With his corny jokes and his cheap cigars He could look you in the eye and sell you a car. That's not an easy thing to do, but no one ever knew a more charming creature on this earth than my old man. He was a pilot in the big war in the U.S. Army Air Corps in a C - 47 with a heavy load full of combat cargo for the Burma Road. And after they dropped the bomb he came home and married Mom and not long after that he was my old man. And oh the fights we had when my brother and I got him mad; He'd get all boiled up and he'd start to shout and I knew what was coming so I tuned him out. And now the old man's gone, and I'd give all I own to hear what he said when I wasn't listening to my old man' I miss my old man tonite and I can almost see his face He was always trying to watch his weight and his heart only made it to fifty-eight. For the first time since he died late last night I cried. I wondered when I was gonna do that for my old man. PRODUCED BY JOEL DORN FOR THE MASKED ANNOUNCER CORP From the album Say It In Private Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. (ASCAP)

    Video Tape

    Steve Goodman If your life was on video tape wouldn't everything be all right When your head hurts the morning after you could roll it back to late last night You could replay all the good parts and cut out what you don't like Oh wouldn't you be in good shape if your life was on video tape If everybody had ESP everything would be ok We could see trouble coming and we could step out of the way When the grim reaper comes to call we could arrange to be out of town It would be the great escape and you could put it on video tape I don't have a video recorder I don't have a crystal ball and when I'm not with my baby then I don't have very much at all I can't predict the future and I sure can't change the past But I know it will all make sense if you love me in the present tense If your life was on video tape wouldn't everything be all right When your head hurts the morning after you could roll it back to late last night You could replay all the good parts and cut out what you don't like Oh wouldn't you be in good shape if your life was on video tape PRODUCED BY JOEL DORN FOR THE MASKED ANNOUNCER CORP From the album Say It In Private Copyright 1977 Big Ears Music Inc./ Red Pajamas Music Inc. (ASCAP)

    Danger

    Words and music by Steve Goodman & Mike Smith, Additionally, lyric by Sean Kelly She was fourteen years old He was five years older Old enough to know about danger Underneath the moon Danger; will they find it? Orphans of the open road Chips on their shoulders Just a little colder than danger Underneath the moon Danger; and he asked her Baby are you lookin' for love? Are you lookin' for danger? Sittin' on a keg of dynamite Everynight She knew that they couldn't last Out beyond the edge of; fingers on The ledge above danger Underneath the moon Danger; will they find it? At night they ride the open road Phantoms of disaster: just a little faster Than danger underneath the moon Danger ... and he asked her Baby are you livin' for love? Are you dyin' for danger? Sittin' on a keg of dynamite everynight PRODUCED BY PETER BUNETTA AND RICK CHUDACOFF FOR RIPE PRODUCTIONS From the album Hot Spot Copyright 1980 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. CASCAP); Pierce Arrow Music Publishers (BMI)

    Door Number Three

    Steve Goodman/Jimmy Buffett Steve Goodman - Vocals, Accoustic Guitar Sheldon Ira Plotkin - Drums Vassar Clements - Fiddle John Burns - Electric Guitar Sieve Burgh - Electric Guitar Winnie Winston - Pedal Steel Guitar Hugh McDonald - Electric Bass Jeff Guicheon - Piano Raun MacKinnon - Harmony and Background Vocals Bonnie Koloc & Diane Holmes - Background Vocals I took a wrong turn, but it was a right turn My turn to have me a ball The boys at the shop told me where to stop If I wanted to play for it all But I didn't know I'd find her on day-time TV 'Cause my world lies waiting behind door number three Now I don't want what Jay's got on his table Or the box Carol Merril points to on the floor But I'll hang out just as long as I am able Until I can unlock that lucky door Well she's no big deal to most folks, but she's everything to me 'Cause my whole world lies behind door number three 'Ain't it hard to realize He's not selling any alibis When he stares into the vacuum of your eyes And says. . . Do you wanta make a deal' They found us in the lost and found Love is blind but now I see That my whole world lies waiting behind door number three Yes, my whole wodd lies waiting behind door number three PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album Jessie's Jig And Other Favorites Copyright 1974 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. (ASCAP); ABC Dunhill Music (BMI)

    I Can't Sleep

    Steve Goodman Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise It afforded a wonderful view Count the sheep till I cry Count the times you said goodbye I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you There's no need to think you'd remember A love like some forgotten I.O.U. I've been watchin' the dawn Every night since you're gone And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you Oh babe I'm so lonely Now I'm wonderin' what I'm gonna do All of my life I've been dreamin' a sweet dream How was I to know that dream was you Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise And I'll stay up late tomorrow night, too Count the sheep till I cry Count the times you said goodbye And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you Oh babe I'm so lonely Now I'm wonderin' what I'm gonna do You don't have to wake me when it's over Now I know I can't get over you Last night I stayed up late to watch the sunrise And I'll stay up late tomorrow night, too Hear that early bird call Ain't it hard when you fall And I can't sleep when I can't sleep with you PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album Jessie's Jig And Other Favorites Copyright 1975 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. (ASCAP)

    You Can Turn To Me

    Steve Goodman, Rick Chudacoff, Arno Lucas, and Peter Bunetta You-you have found a place inside me That no one has been to I thought the night could hide me But somehow you saw thru All my deception Way down to the true affection You-you have a place inside you Where you've been hiding too With no one there beside you But that just made you blue So why don't you let me Do for you what you do for me Oh my darling There's no one but you Has ever made me feet the way you do And if you ever need somebody who Will always make you that same way too Just remember you can turn to me PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album High And Outside Copyright 1979 Big Ears Music, Inc./ Red Pajamas Music, Inc. (ASCAP)

    Spoon River

    Michael Smith All of the river boat gamblers are losing their shirts All of the brave union soldier boys sleep in the dirt But you know and I know, there never was reason to hurt All of our lives were entwined to begin with, Here in spoon river. All of the calico dresses, the gingham and lace, Are up in the attic with Grandfather's derringer case, There's words whispered down in the parlour, a shadowy face, The morning is heavy with one more beginning, Here in spoon river. Come to the dance, Mary Perkins, I like you right well, The union's preserved, if you listen you'll hear all the bells, There must be a heaven, God knows that I've seen most of hell, My rig is outside, come and ride through the morning, Here in spoon river. PRODUCED BY STEVE GOODMAN FOR RED PAJAMAS PRODUCTIONS From the album Jessie's Jig And Other Favorites Copyright 1969 Bird Ave. Publishing Co., Inc. (BMI)