Donald Jay Fagen (born January 10, 1948) is an American musician and songwriter, best known as the co-founder, lead singer, and the principal songwriter (along with partner Walter Becker) of Steely Dan. Fagen is known for his use of complex jazz harmonies, elaborate arrangements, and exacting attention to detail and launched his successful, if sporadic solo career in 1982.
Fagen penned a group of songs based on his experiences as a young man in 1950's America
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You've come a long way baby, From wealth and food stamp lines, You're moving on up, And leaving poverty behind. You've had a good education, And seen the best of the schools, But when you take a drink, The ghetto comes out of you.
E I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) A I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) C#m7 I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto)
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You're a foxy lady, Your mamma had a beautiful child, You're built like a brick house, And that's no lie.
When we go to the disco, You drive the fellas wild, When you shake your booty, Ghetto style.
E I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) A I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) C#m7 I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto)
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You're a hunk of raw sugar, Got some real sweet hips, Your love, your love, your love, Is like a honey drip. Your roots are in the mean streets, Ghetto mamma, Stay the same.
E I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) A I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto) C#m7 I took you out of the ghetto, (I took you out of the ghetto)
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Ghetto mamma, don't you change, Ghetto mamma, stay the same. Ghetto mamma, don't you change, Ghetto mamma, stay the same. Ghetto mamma, don't you change, Ghetto mamma, stay the same. Ghetto mamma, don't you change, Ghetto mamma, stay the same. Ghetto mamma, don't you change, Ghetto mamma, stay the same.